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A Purpled Glance at Peace
by Lisa K. Parsons

Saturday, February 17, 2007
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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Long, narrative poem written by the author
on the day of her third art opening.

A Purpled Glance at Love and Peace The saxaphone and piano beat rhythm to my soul. You perched atop my red neo-modern couch with its pliant, molded seat and steel tubed legs, read psalms and proverbs from the watchtower book. Left by two christian students, yesterday at noon. One had a librarian look, with straight auburn hair and rectangular glasses while the other, a younger woman, with perfect teeth and golden toned vowells. I sigh and rearrange and arrange my notes, spilling ink like blood from my veins. I say."There's the art opening tonight," and you sleeping and dozing again in your noir cashmere cardigan from Italy. The day spreads before me like a long highway-- the "Sunset Strip" or one of my paintings with yellow and azure shapes and hills beyond. I glance at the soles of your feet, entombed in rubber with lines and curves like a deconstructivist building by Frank Gehry. The straw and hay from your farm intermingles with cigarette buts and smells like late evening. I say, " are the King, and you say" are the dominatrix."

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Reviewed by Jeff Mason 6/2/2008
Splending imagery. This takes the reader on your painted journey. -- Jeff
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 5/19/2008
A contrast here from neo-modern couch to the straw and hay from your farm, that melds into a familiar intimacy. Lovely. Liz
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 11/2/2007
A communicative offering worthy of much more than a single reading. Thank you, Lisa. Love and best wishes,

Reviewed by Bill Grimes Jr. 3/2/2007
"spilling ink like blood from my veins"

Brilliant imagery Lisa!

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