one word fauves: paintbrush
Willem de Koonig's Pink Angelswillem on his floor
pollock ripping off
the undersea
I have you
to give me
portraits in the deeps
that fathom not
& fathom even
naughtier; rothko
squires his visibility
away
in houston's dank,
while
pixilations run
rampant
down
the street of cy
twombly's back
door. I would
climb back down
the ladder to see
you,
to know
the rest,
to ask if now
is
our plenty.
Labels: time's daughter
posted by murat11 at 10:07 PM
12 Comments:
I really like the rhythm and flow of this one, Murat. I love the lines "to give me / portraits in the deeps / that fathom not / & fathom even naughtier"! The image of pixilations running rampant down the streets makes me think of Harry Potter!
Good to read a Murat poem. Hope that all is going well!
Teresa: All is well. A bit of breathing room at the end of the day, time to slip down the oneword lane. Frank O' Hara, one of the poets of the New York School that paralleled the New York School of Painters (de Koonig being one), wrote a collection entitled Lunch Poems, all written during his hurried lunch hour in Manhattan. These oneworders feel like wrinkle in time poems in the same way.
Quiet, thoughtful stroll through the gallery. Nice to find the lights on here. I like the division in Cy Twombly's name - pixels running down the street of cy...
Sista D: I like your catch on the cy/sigh line break: in the doing, I missed it, but I like it.
I have always enjoyed how you find amazing art to accompany your wonderful words. Hello from the road, Yellowstone and Tetons here I come~
Paschal, I just saw a painting by Wilhelm's wife Elaine at the Albuquerque Museum. I was struck by how wonderfully frenetic it was. It makes these Pink Angels so calm, so in repose, by comparison. I believe they have "climbed back down the ladder...to know the rest..." Yes, they are at rest. Their now is their plenty. Such a turn of words, down the ladder, all the way.
MizLee: Travel wide, travel far, travel with your exquisite eye. I look forward to what your eyes bring back for us...
Sista San: I'll go see if I kin find the painting. Up and down the ladder...
I loved the stroll, but that closing declaration was like warm sun on bare skin, just perfect.
Anno: That's just what it was there for, sun-girl.
the painting is sideways. you need to rotate it once to the left
Anonymous: Thank you for the tip. Much betta. And mea culpa.
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