I feel unexpectedly
delicious fragrance
a perfume full of memories
of youth, of spring
which seems to follow my smile
the motion of my hands.
I look in vain
I cannot find it
what can it be?
And then
in a flash, I’ve got it
I know
that’s it
that fragrance
is the memory
of me.

#poetry by #KaySage

A painting as we reach the terminus of this year.

Le Passage, by Kay Sage, 1956, oil on canvas.

#KaySage #art #painting #Surrealism #endings