by Zbigniew Herbert
Over a delicate arch—
an eyebrow of stone—
on the unruffled forehead
of a wall
in joyful and open windows
where there are faces instead of geraniums
where rigorous rectangles
border a dreaming perspective
where a stream awakened by an ornament
flows on a quiet field of surfaces
movement meets stillness a line meets a shout
trembling uncertainty simple clarity
you are there
architecture
art of fantasy and stone
there you reside beauty
over an arch
light as a sigh
on a wall
pale from altitude
and a window
tearful with a pane of glass
a fugitive from apparent forms
I proclaim your motionless dance
Last updated September 05, 2017