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Portrait of the Artist as a Prism

 

Everywhere she looks                 she breaks

           her heart

           pulling apart

           everything for art

  Peeling apart a moment

Thumbnails into orange flesh

a mist of citrus oil in the air

pith pulled away

pips separated from membrane

segments opened into the juicy pockets within

Rainbows flung across unsuspecting surfaces

as light is loosened into its constituent parts

 

Art is investigation

             Observing with love

             where what is known meets with what is not

             The purest point where curiosity and imagination

             clasp each other by the hand

             before

             the moment when they run

             jumping together into the flat face of the prism

 

                       Inside

                       Where everything

                                   IS

                                   

                                           Understanding is a sort of violence

                                                     each wonder dissected and rearranged

                                                     not out of malice of course

                                                     a toddler smashing toys to see what’s inside

                                                                                                          Delightedly

                                                                                                         but violence nonetheless

 

             All these wonders running headlong into the heart

                       of the prism

                                 where they will            break

                                                                             but not just break

                                                                                       What is a prism

                                                                                                   If not a chrysalis?

                                                                                                      secretly

                                                                                                        melting and rearranging

                                                                                                            some new and

                                                                                                              glorious creation?

 

By Ashley Williamson

 

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Ashley Williamson is an Arkansan poet living in the inspiring English Lake District. She attended the University of Oxford, where she earned a First-Class Diploma in Creative Writing in 2023. Her poetry won the Letter Review Poetry Prize and will be published in April 2026. Her pamphlet, Particles & Waves, was longlisted for the 2023 MsLexia Poetry Pamphlet Competition and has appeared or is forthcoming in Mantis, BarBar, The Festival Review, and Cathexis Northwest Press, among others. She also works as a radiographic interpreter for her family’s aerospace testing business.

 

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Instagram: @penelaine

Website: www.ashleywilliamson.co.uk

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