Brilliant, and I love that painting :)
I wasn't familiar with the painting, but I love how your words take inspiration from it, especially the concluding two lines.
"Around his head, a crown of flesh:spectral-memory of his start,his first bloody breath." Brilliant, Megan! Dense and colorful poem.
I too was unfamiliar with the painting, but am equally taken aback by it and the pretty much every line of this poem. Fantastic fusion!- ItzQuauhtli, Herald of Quetzalcoatl
A superb portrait of a painting.
Thank you all. Your comments mean so much to me. You are all such brilliant poets!I am not fully happy with this poem as it is now. I am going to post a revision over at my place. I don't like the word "poised." I have a hard time imagining Courbet allowing himself to be poised when he painted. But who knows?
Just made a little change here as well. So great that we can edit work on this site.
.painpaintpainterpaintingi re-paint the world when i look at youpainpenpoetpoetryi re-write the world when i think of you.
I love this poem and the painting, but your poem is a painting in itself
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Brilliant, and I love that painting :)
I wasn't familiar with the painting, but I love how your words take inspiration from it, especially the concluding two lines.
"Around his head, a crown of flesh:
spectral-memory of his start,
his first bloody breath."
Brilliant, Megan! Dense and colorful poem.
I too was unfamiliar with the painting, but am equally taken aback by it and the pretty much every line of this poem. Fantastic fusion!
- ItzQuauhtli, Herald of Quetzalcoatl
A superb portrait of a painting.
Thank you all. Your comments mean so much to me. You are all such brilliant poets!
I am not fully happy with this poem as it is now. I am going to post a revision over at my place.
I don't like the word "poised." I have a hard time imagining Courbet allowing himself to be poised when he painted. But who knows?
Just made a little change here as well. So great that we can edit work on this site.
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pain
paint
painter
painting
i re-paint the world when i look at you
pain
pen
poet
poetry
i re-write the world when i think of you
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I love this poem and the painting, but your poem is a painting in itself
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