Void (March)

VOID are letters painted on the platform at Caulfield Railway Station. Thomas Merton made a concrete poem in which VOID and OVID turn into one another. It is understandable that void is hard to imagine. Imagination itself is made of hard world and active mind. The month of March is a courtesy of the imagination. Caulfield Railway Station is a convenience that Thomas Merton and Publius Ovidius Naso travel through on the way home. Or into exile. March feels empty waiting for trains to depart, but it isn’t void. Tom and Nose argue about change, laughing in the front carriage.