The Poetry Corner

Sentry

By Paul Cameron Brown

In Edvard Munch's painting, The Scream, eyes are grouped as discs ? almost rotund arches, much as suns breaking over an eclipsed wall. Hollows, jittery the bridge a creamed escape careening the soul madly backward a pastel gathering sky - water rivulets where two solitary, graven figures seem indulging a flaccid, breaking stream.