|Describe what color is not. |
It’s missing a thingness.
To the point of becoming, color camouflages supporting structures.
A vague interior finds in an exterior specific correlation.
Even if shapeless, it materializes in splotches, bursts, or blobs.
Like, I love that green.
Like, Benjamin Moore’s color designers or 20-inch Indian human hair extensions.
Color resists paraphrase without metaphor.
Ruddiness says ripe, a want to be had.
Emerald 17-5641 is Pantone’s 2013 Color of the Year.
Your forecast here: _______________________________
Color is readymade sensation, emotion, feeling.
A vague exterior finds in an interior specific correlation.
Or it can be articulated as narrative.
As in red, white, and blue.
And Untitled (USA Today.)
An endless supply of candy wrapped in red, silver, and blue cellophane.
Flavors: Cherry, pineapple, and Concord grape (the best tasting).
To the point of becoming, color structures camouflage, supporting it.
“It’s its own culture. White is one of my favorites. In the East it is associated with death.”
“How do we know how it’s read?”
Red nails once stood for status.
Now it’s Be a Dahlia Won’t You? The Thrill of Brazil, Yucatan If U Want, I’m Not Really a Waitress.
Or the mimicking of natural nails.
Buy France Flags from just $1.60 each, all sizes in stock.
Advice from the celebrity/fitness guru has-been: make sure you get all colors in your food.
Your yellows, your purples, your reds, your greens.
Disregard if you’re a locavore.
When it comes down to it, some seasons come close to monotonous.
Think potatoes. And snow.
|Copyright © 2013 by Mónica de la Torre. Used with permission of the author. This poem appeared in Poem-A-Day on September 25, 2013. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive.|