At the Musée Rodin in Paris by Laure-Anne Bosselaar

in front of a window
facing south, two white
marble hands fold
around air.
A label on the pedestal reads
Le Secret.
Did Rodin also sculpt
the air between those hands?
Is it caught there ever since:
the mold of secrecy?
I waited hours for the sun
to flow through them.

All it did was cast
a shadow to the ground.

From: https://poetry.lib.uidaho.edu/category/laure-anne-bosselaar/

Date: 1997

By: Laure-Anne Bosselaar (1943- )