| Arsenic Lobster poetry journal |
Issue Twenty-eight Spring 2012 |
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| Black Cross (After “Black Cross—New Mexico 1929” by Georgia O’Keefe) Janet A. Baker I’d like to know why Georgia O’Keefe painted those yellow and red stripes under each armpit of the black cross that fills three-quarters of the canvas below that bleeding line her mountains turn to fluffy gray roiling, rather lava-like, stirred up but subdued and her cross, a stiff body, arms and legs cropped the black torso dominates the earth I had assumed the stripe of fire was sunset underneath the stretched arms but that does not explain the short band of blue above the shoulders and I can’t tell if the cropped torso faces us its heart exposed its black nothingness saying “Here. Hit me here.” or if her back is turned to us while she faces the glorious ball of setting sun that she keeps for herself |
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