Giacometti in the Fondation Beyeler

Where is Walking Man II walking?
Towards Large Standing Woman, it would seem,
but his gaze aims somewhere much further away,
somewhere remote and perfect, to be attained;
and his forward-leant arm-clenched stride
makes time
flow about him like blueish oil
so he feels the constant rub of not-arriving.

She, meanwhile, collects the dew
of eternal morning in her womb,
opening to the moment like a flower of clay.

Bronze chunks thin-slung along wires suffice
for these illusions, and we spectators become
the sunshine among embodiments.

Posted: Tue 15 Mar, 2016