Poem for a Green Bottle and a Candle Held Together with Tape

Rene Magritte Explanation


Poem for a Green Bottle and a Candle Held Together with Tape


Who has ever seen darkness
glowing from inside?
Glass giving in to flame?  Who
has ever seen my reflection
in the green waves?
Wax drips on cold, sinuous
curves.             This is not
one of Magritte’s bottles,
lined up for execution.
Its candle doesn’t burn
for a dead or lost soul.
It’s a simple green bottle.
I am simple and green.
It holds its fruit that will slowly
die out.  I hold mine
that is quickly growing.
It’s strange how beauty
can be put together
with a piece of tape.
Behind the glass wall,
the homunculus spins
faster and faster.


First published in Clockwise Cat, Spring/Summer issue 2014

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