This poem is taken from PN Review 116, Volume 23 Number 6, July - August 1997.
Three Poems
Is it a Voice? for Edvard Munch
Is it a voice or is it a woman?
Or shall I say: there is a voice
that is a woman?
She stares at you
in the morning, she returns to you
in the evening.
The river runs behind her.
The sun is a white bar
on the blue river.
The moon is a yellow bar
on the black river.
Where can you look to understand her?
She likes to wear a white dress.
She greets you
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