Nothing we see is color

Cezanne said that 
but no one believed him

All we really see
is light valiantly massacred 

the mineral-laden earth 
with its zillions of herbal veins 
and carnivorous flowers 

mere pinpoints of light 
reverberations of molecular light 

adorned with ornaments 
of human bones 

George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, Havana Times, South China Morning Post, The Buffalo News, and more. 

See all his poems on Tea House here.

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