In the poem “The Palace,” a child who was never conceived is trapped in a palace destroyed “in seconds” (6)–a repetitive phrase used in the poem–but “still left standing” and she becomes the central metaphor of this collection. This child “caught in between the bricks” (6)is the same one “who drew flowers and animals everywhere” until in Kindergarten “her imagination learned to stay within the lines;” (3)and it is the same child, who “like a dandelion” is playing freely outside her mother’s door—slamming disapproval when the game ends with rain beating down on her.(3)
Used in the double sense, the verbs to give birth and to imagine become synonymous.
The recurrent art theme in many of these poems works along the same lines. The artist, for now, has vanished in “Picture of Life;” the colors fade; “brushes lie unwashed / too brittle for use.”(4)