February 27, 2012

At the Museum of Modern Art

Picasso was here
In the reluctant answer
In the murmur of the cement
In the dense smoke
The lie that makes us realize the truth
In the cumbersome gaps of silence
That pelt the entranced senses
In the map of thoughts that stray
Forever wandering
But never to be lost
Never to be lost again

(Written for Sunday Scribblings #308 – Modern and The Sunday Whirl – Wordle 45)

18 comments

February 27, 2012 - 12:56 am brenda w

Museums are treasure troves of discovery. I LOVE what you’ve done here. It gives me strong desire to stand in front of the painting and search for that “found” place. Beautiful write.

February 27, 2012 - 7:20 am Jennifaye

Looking for that “found” place is never easy.

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February 27, 2012 - 7:21 am Jennifaye

and thanks for the comment Brenda. always fun to wordle.

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February 27, 2012 - 4:11 am Old Egg

Picasso is old hat now but still confronting as he destroys his subjects. He and others in his field certainly shake us out of our complacency to look deeper into the work to find another story.

February 27, 2012 - 7:24 am Jennifaye

Looking deeper to find another story applies to visual art as much as poetry. That’s the beauty in writing and making art/making sense of the world with words.

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February 27, 2012 - 6:32 am Mary

Well wordled!! Picasso will never be lost.

February 27, 2012 - 7:25 am Jennifaye

a visionary

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February 27, 2012 - 12:24 pm magicalmysticalteacher

I am entranced by this poem–just as the pelt entranced Picasso!

A Whirl of Haiku

February 27, 2012 - 6:52 pm Jennifaye

Thanks MMT.

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February 29, 2012 - 4:43 am Ruth

a beautiful response to the wordle prompt – so short, and still so natural-sounding, uncontrived… well done!

February 29, 2012 - 8:08 am Jennifaye

Thanks Radyck. The wordle prompt this week is pretty interesting. Organic, I agree.

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February 29, 2012 - 8:11 am Jennifaye

I meant RUTH. and thanks for liking the post!

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March 3, 2012 - 1:44 pm elizena

I love museums and when I was younger I dreamed that my parents had purchased a museum and we’d moved in. I remember there were gemstones, dinosaurs, bears, old scrolls, everything in our museum and then I’d wake up and be so upset that it was dream. LOL!
Anyway, I’m glad I live close enough to Chicago to visit the museum whenever I want. I hope you have an awesome weekend. Be blessed.