Impression, Sunrise

Confusion simplifies: sun’s a red dot in murk, boat’s a black patch on murk, just a spill of red light lets seeing tell a difference between one murk and another. It’s all

a seeming in which morning looks as vague as thoughts or the other way around, and blended seemings compose a soup which eyes will taste as light, air, water. A painter makes

one moist concoction seem like another, and we look at what seems to have been seen and imagine we see it.