Window on the Navesink

Charles Albano

Can't say which is more appealing,
that open sky
with its herd of white bisons,
lumbering over the sunny Highlands,
or the green hills,
and the river they enfold
with their colors.

From here,
my field of vision is split,
and so is my preference.
Both the field of blue
and the field of green
commend themselves to the palette.
Yet I am told those colors
are aesthetic misfits when joined.
What ever
could have possessed
to make such
an artistic blunder?


The 2River View, 2_3 (Spring 1998)