flowers and night

Absence
Can you imagine
Absence
Not as the opposite
Of something that is and breathes
Or a gap in the universal presence of things
Or a catchword that calls for a mediating symbol
Or for dialectic quibbles
But as infinite transparence
Where no images take root
A colorless invisible monochrome
Absence
Something that’s not there
That’s not there anywhere A. Miedzyrzecki