The underside of a leaf
Cool in shadow
Sublimely unemphatic
Smiling of innocence
The frailest stems
Quivering in light
Bend and break
In silence
This poem like the paintings, is not really about nature. It is not what is seen. It is what is known forever in the mind.
—Agnes Martin, "Notes," Writings / Schriften (Kunstmuseum Winterthur / Edition Cantz, 1992) edited by Herausgegeben von Dieter Schwarz
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