Sunday, July 17, 2011
TRACING PICASSO/ Poetry Potluck #44
THIS IS ART WEEK...at Poetry Potluck #44, Painting Whispers....
I don't want his psyche to slip away
as I grasp for the quintessence.
I place translucent paper
on top of the Picasso,
fit the edges to meet and cling.
I mean to let his genius
float through the lucid instant,
as artistic salvation
transfuses his brilliance
into my hand.
I trace the dissonant face
with my slender crayon,
eyes in profile like isosceles triangles.
A trick of the light,
a nose thrust aside,
seeming akin to a beached flounder.
A cheerless outcome for a paramour,
unexpectedly looking like a fish.
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