This poem is taken from PN Review 114, Volume 23 Number 4, March - April 1997.

Villanelle for the Colour-Conscious

Anne Ridler

for Bent and Mary Juel-Jensen


The world you see is not the same as mine,
Hue once meant form: you shape it differently,
And yet we both describe the same design.

The rainbow's tints are seven and not nine -
We need more terms to apportion what we see;
The choice you make is not the same as mine.
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