I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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22 April 2017

A Painting by Mi Young Lee
















The blue eye of the painting
looks out at me guilelessly.
There are windows of sky,
some sunny and one 
dark with storm clouds.
Green leaves fall brightly
past the panes, and a yellow
(this is Autumn) and some red.
Red tiles frame the glass.

I set this down, each element
as it strikes me, thinking
when I have accumulated 
the small pieces of description,
like a jigsaw they will combine
into clear meaning. This
does not happen. It wasn't
in pieces anyway, and the whole
painting, undisturbed, smiles at me.


Written for Bits of Inspiration, day 22 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads'. We were asked to use this painting for inspiration.
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15 comments:

  1. Outlawyer22 April 2017 at 22:06

    Charming--ha. And the poem smiles too. k.

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  2. Sanaa Rizvi22 April 2017 at 23:39

    Oooh I love this!❤️ Such nostalgia and wistful contemplation in your verse, Rosemary ❤️

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  3. Gillena Cox22 April 2017 at 23:56

    Yeah, I agree, it does have that warmth of a smile aspect. The colours combined I think.
    Thanks for dropping by my blog Lunch Break today

    Much love...

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  4. Dr. Vijita Pillai23 April 2017 at 02:34

    A different and interesting perception :)

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  5. Angie23 April 2017 at 04:05

    Smiling

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  6. Marian23 April 2017 at 04:11

    Right on, this art really does smile.

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  7. Susie Clevenger23 April 2017 at 05:25

    Such a beautiful description, and yes I see the smile also. Thank you so much for writing !

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  8. De Jackson23 April 2017 at 06:12

    I like this blue eye, especially.

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  9. Paul John Dear23 April 2017 at 06:28

    The whole is greater than the sum of it's parts.

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  10. Anonymous23 April 2017 at 07:26

    I loved reading this while looking at the painting - I smiled too :-)

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  11. Anonymous23 April 2017 at 10:20

    This poem bring out the painting's attraction on the imagination, as they speak to one another.

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  12. kaykuala23 April 2017 at 10:36

    This does not happen. It wasn't
    in pieces anyway, and the whole
    painting, undisturbed, smiles at me.

    It is meant to be admired undisturbed. One will realize its beauty as it is! Very true Rosemary!

    Hank

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  13. Jim23 April 2017 at 13:22

    Ah ha! Rosemary, you did so good with the footwork yet the picture won out. It is a hard one to figure its a message. I too had noted the predominate color blue, not in size but in intensity. I am glad you interpreted the blue as eye.
    ..

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