The View from Kandinsky's Window
An over-large pot of geraniums on the ledge
the curtains part
a view from Kandinsky’s window.
The park shows little concern with Kandinsky’s history
these particular buildings are brief about his early life
reflections of him seen from the window
are busy with preparations for exile
the relevance of the geranium color.
Partings, future projects
there are exceptional changes meant to occur
he will confront an axis, rearrange spatial decisions
the geranium disappears, so shall a person.
His apartment looking down on a Square
the last peek of Russia
an intimate one knowing equipment vanishes.
At Union Square the curtains are drawn
diagonals greet us, those curves and sharp city
verticals he taught us their residual movements,
The stroke of difficult white finds an exit
the canvas is clean, pure and violent
the rhythm of exile in its vein,
We have similar windows, balconies, scale,
degrees of ingress, door knobs daffodils
like Kandinsky’s view from his window
distance at the street end.
