Invoking Blue
The scrape of palette knife
an accident of memory, the slashes
of indigo across stretched linen
canvas bleed out into a rally of aqua
hues, lightening the warm blue
feelings scored in my Russian-sculpted soul.
Painting by Staszek Kotowski. Poem by Maureen Doallas, author of Neruda’s Memoirs: Poems
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I simply love the peace of this painting. And yet, Maureen, you’ve brought out the poignancy that seems to lie just under the surface of it. Such sensitive word-painting in response to this abstract.
Thank you, Laura!
To see more of Staszek’s work, go here:
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Pastel painting whitch flows
in my brillant mind
never to end as if the next
thought passes by
Pastel paints my passage
I feel those thoughts
that belong to me in another
longing to be with him
AGAIN
my son who has passed
BeFOre ME…
bringing me a smile of you .
Maureen, this makes me thing of the most recent “RadioLab” on colors, about how blue is the last color to enter ancient literature. To think of living without indigo, aqua, blue …
Shelly, thank you for contributing your poem. So pleased you were inspired to write.
Megan, thank you for the tip about the RadioLab program. Very cool! For those interested, here’s the link: http://www.radiolab.org/2012/may/21/
You might enjoy my post yesterday on my blog; it’s also about color.
This really makes me long for another book of Maureen poems. Waiting on…?
Serenity stacked
in shades of blue
soothes soul swirling
still.
Rally is a good word.
Laura, you are one of my great cheerleaders. Thank you.
Sandra, wonderful alliteration.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Kathleen.