I would like to be a dot in a painting by Miro.

 

Barely distinguishable from other dots,

it's true, but quite uniquely placed.

And from my dark centre

 

I'd survey the beauty of the linescape

and wonder -- would it be worthwhile

to roll myself towards the lemon stripe,

 

Centrally poised, and push my curves

against its edge, to give myself

a little attention

 

But it's fine where I am.

I'll never make out what's going on

around me, and that's the joy of it.

 

The fact that I'm not a perfect circle

makes me more interesting in this world.

People will stare forever

 

Even the most unemotional get excited.

So here I am, on the edge of animation,

a dream, a dance,a fantastic construction,

 

A child's adventure.

And nothing in this tawny sky

can get too close, or move too far away.

 

Moniza Alvi

   

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