the brush down her cheek
after they kissed
blended her impressions
with his Monet fingers
fragments snapped
fractures through her brain
when he divided her dress
with Picasso palms
her surreal liquidities
melted
where his Dali lips
dared to taste
and he cut
a Van Gogh heart
that her astonished voice
would not reclaim
(Photo from the Philadelphia Museum of Art)
5 comments:
This is simply lovely. The words. The image. And the image evoked by the words.
Nevine
Simply :)
Hello.
I started to write blog in English.
I will write about everything, will be a lot of pictures, reviews of books, films, songs etc.
So it would be nice if you visit my blog sometimes :)
(Sorry for mistakes, I'm still learning English)
http://bianchii.blogspot.com
(you can follow me)
Nevine, many thanks!
Lee, that says it all. :)
Bianchii, if this isn't spam, then best of luck!
I love the imagery...
:-)
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me
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