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Hand Job in the Sistine Chapel
I am inadequately cunning
to watch my tongue
nor hear its muffled sound
in your holy obscured places.
I’d rather be a Cherub or French.
They speak their arcane dialect
from ceilings and temples of love.
They have no need for language.
Their gestures do the job just fine.
My spirituals needs are easily inspired.
Visually.
~~~
Alex Nodopaka June©2004
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My latest publications art/poetry:
http://www.erotica-readers.com/GD/PoetryFrame.htm (Apr 2004)
http://lotusbloomsjournal.com/index.html (January 2004)
http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/bytasha/16.html (January 2004)
http://www.tryst3.com (December 2003)
My spirituals needs are easily inspired.
Visually
You've written a very deep piece here, my friend. I doubt if many will have a clue what you are communicating, but that is the fate of all abstract artists. Abstract minds need and feed abstract minds -- those who cannot see anything in abstract art should move along to whatever does move them and not bring themselves down by becoming overtly critical that some of us are deeply moved by abstract thinking and the types of art it tends to produce.
I really like this poem, Alex.
yep i ditto what judeAce said
bigSmiles