On Me Fait Signe (I Am Signed), by Sharon Tracey

On Me Fait Signe, by Natalia Dumitresco (Romania) 1964.

On Me Fait Signe (I Am Signed)

Notes to self upon entering
a painting: come look, let
something go. Stir a feeling,
search for something. Push
into a tangle of colour. 
Be brave. Sign up. Add
your name in ink or type:
a loan, a doctor’s note, a check.

Let lines and shapes speak: make
a street, a scrim, a promise.
A patch of blue, a rub of sorrel.
Not scripture set in stone, not
earmarked walls or boundaries
but geometries that give you height, 
a sense of flight across a country. 

What language it is I don’t know
but I love to read it. As if
from a plane cutting through 
cloud, blocks of shapes interlocking, 
states reduced to abstraction. 
Breaking. Not knowing 
what it will become. The glow 
of a capitol dome far below
coming into view, a monument.

Sharon Tracey

​Sharon Tracey is a writer and editor and author of the poetry collection, What I Remember Most Is Everything (All Caps Publishing, 2017). Her poems have appeared inEgg Mom Review, Tule Review, Common Ground Review, Light: A Journal of Photography and Poetry, Ekphrasis, The Ekphrastic Review and elsewhere. Art and nature are recurring themes in her work.