This poem is taken from Stand 227, 18(3) September - November 2020.

Jonathan Goldsmith Two Poems
The chair

If I had pad and pencil and a talent for cross-hatching,
I’d sketch the hulking chair half-shadowed by the window,
To give a sense of solid form in filling up an area,
And therefore grapple once again with what makes up the real.
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