The best survey of Anne Carson's 'Autobiography of red' I've ever read was written some thirty years afore the said Novel in Verse by the third-grader Chip Wareing:
I think red is as red as when the day is going away
I think red is when someone has died and gone forever
I think red is like a volcano blowing itself apart
and leading its way to a deserted village
I think red is a sad way of saying death has arrived to do its evil deed
I think red is like a devil in its underground cave
seeing evil things to do and destroy.
(From 'Wishes, lies, and dreams' by Kenneth Koch, 1970)
I wonder, is there 'Autopsy of blue' written anywhere that will suit the Andrew Norden's description:
I like blue like a Pan
Am sign. It looks like a blue
Rainbow. Also looks like a blue
Sky and a blue sea and a blue
Coat and a blue tie and a blue
Jacket. And a blue jet.
And it looks like the New York
Jets uniform. It looks like
A flannel board and a blue rose
And a blue city full of blue
Houses and blue blackboards
And blue dirt and blue people.
(From the same anthology)