—for Pamela Robertson-Pearce
If that is supposed to be yellow,
well then, I’m a monkey’s uncle.
Chartreuse by any other name
Chartreuse by any other name
I’d say, with a tinge of ochre.
Give me Naples yellow, or give me death.
Give me cream and sunshine.
Give me limoncello over ice
on a Mediterranean balcony
in deep summer with a long lost friend.
Or a newfound one.
Now, that is the secret heart of yellow.
Give me cream and sunshine.
Give me limoncello over ice
on a Mediterranean balcony
in deep summer with a long lost friend.
Or a newfound one.
Now, that is the secret heart of yellow.
Not mud passing for light.
Give me sunflowers and dandelions,
and Van Gogh enough for Pamela,
Give me sunflowers and dandelions,
and Van Gogh enough for Pamela,
she with the fiery halo of hair,
who resides in the snow country
who resides in the snow country
amidst the dreams of sheep.
2/2/21
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