Jillian Parker		she runs past the pain   one left knee painted with iodine a girl on a cot with huge question eyes what the crap that's all she wants to know she is more her grandmother more her father more of anyone else but me the blue gloves draw out fluid from her flesh drawn from my flesh and I don't know anything except what I've given her and what I've lost and what she takes or leaves twitching that sheaf of blonde hair and I have no answer but a curtain of silence over her future when she kicks that soccer ball she's breaking out she's this brightness slashing every barrier and I will her to emerge while I run through    my               pain		Imprimatura (experimental poem)     Imprimatura is the classical term for a semi transparent or transparent color layer used to create a toned ground for a painting. It literally means "what goes before first". Imprimatura acts as a harmonizing element for all upper color layers if they are laid according to the laws of the classical technique allowing the imprimatura to show through in certain places.   It is conceived as a vision unseen. It is a shadow swath of bright brush across a canvas stretch, lamp black and ochre swept from pear-wood …           a sketch obscured           by imprimatura Linseed and oil of lavender,           patience feeds on faith,           and lets it dry cross-wise burnt umber curlicues,          errors excised by          merciless knife-scrapings leaner layer to fatter,          a dark that is almost the          death of hope Dead grey penumbra,         a film of mystery,         breath of turpentine stroke after smoothing stroke of miniver,          with persistence          flesh appears a priming of Prussian blue, madder-lake deep, a touch of cinnabar in the seventh wave, let all of this light be sealed by olifa;           It is, finally,           recognition;           Our eyes, pupils           of reverence,           meet in a moment of           Revelation ...