To write colour is to draw into the space of the text an element of the visual idiom that resists words: while a painting’s line and framing invite the viewer of even non-figurative art to perceive semantically, colour expressivity defies language. Yet its immediacy and embodiment appeal to the contemporary poet. In Béatrice Bonhomme’s livre d’artiste, La Maison abandonnée (2006), a collaboration with pastel artist Christine Charles, we follow the speaker’s meanderings through a house soon to be destroyed, but ephemerally painted over by a fresco or graffiti artist who remains anonymous. Colour saturates the speaker’s apprehension of the place and is presented as a catalyst to the act of writing; yet it ultimately eludes words, which prove unable to tell colour apart from light or from other senses, namely touch. But, in their discontinuous, gradually undone account of the viewing process, words can still bring out the congruity of colour’s temporality and aesthetics. Violent, chaotic, and desire-driven, the frescoes seem to look forward to their destruction, presenting it as a creative process in its own right; one that will intensify their celebratory energy and their hurried, unbridled aesthetics in a moment of consummate undoing.