This poem is taken from Stand 215, 15(3) October - November 2017.

Maitreyabandhu Three Poems
The Mark of Watercolour
The mark of watercolour  
is a fine mark – load
your brush and it

will take your moving hand  
complete, moment  
by moment

in bright transparent veils.  
The colours build
complexity, like

an apple, say,  
in late Cézanne, his
wine carafe and rick of skulls;

but painting wet on wet
will bleed  
and bring forth veins of hurt

befuddled colour –  
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