One of a few saving graces
in my doctor’s waiting room
a moment in time, replicates
a beach painting
by Clarice Beckett, depicting a girl
in a red swimsuit and white sunhat, looking back
to a skiff, deciding whether she’ll use it.
In a brave gesture of composition
Clarice places a sailboat
just below the top frame
hovering on a strip of blue sea
as if vibrating its whiteness
into precious glare. No matter how many times
I see the image I am taken aback.
In splendid haze, tension between
sailboat, skiff, sunhat and a strip
of white sand on the bottom frame
traps someone who should be forewarned.
Is the lagoon-like water ingoing or out?
As for the red-suited child, will she
or won’t she? However many
blinks, cannot decide.