Red and yellow sunflowers exist in a space
Against a sky, a rectangle of a visual space
The painter’s own , fiercely burning in sun.
His sky exists in the overall as a rectangle
That floats on every rectangle to our eyes,
A blue that makes yellow and red possible
And achievable in a rectangle of our eyes.
Why is the blue nested in a yellow flower?
The blue of a sky comes with a bit of sun
Like a bee seated in the heart of sunflower.
All things and all creatures are grossed up
In the fierce intensity of a painter’s intent.