CECIL COLLINS’ THE QUEST


for Dell

Dell told me she thought of T.S. Eliot’s
third person when she saw this painting
on display, triggered by memories
of a critic’s talk many years ago.

Storm’s up: black water and pale sun.
Felt presence, sight unseen, hope
on the horizon – a circle of light
as hills and mountains turn to ice.

We are on a quest to find something,
to make sense of and find a purpose;
are up the creek without a paddle,
our boat much heavier than it should be.

 

© Rupert M Loydell


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