Arts at Times of War

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Prussia is not Russia
Just like Elaine Martin
Does not caress open fields
the way Pollock makes love
to an innocent canvas even when
it looks a lot like blood
Scratches and mud
Were Russia (or Prussia) incoherent
states of minds more than states
Overflowing to rivers of blood?
They did not appreciate much art
They liked chopping trees, not minding
Some flying chips (that could be you,
A shaved chip)...
Now, now,
Take in a deep breath in,
And pick at Nevelson showing
Her sweetest tropical tree
All wielded metal, (you're safe)
Forgot your poetry at home?
Skip to two lines oblique
Rickey will get your head
Nice and woozy for a while
Especially if the wind is
Still blowing on the tree,
Much easier to breath now.

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a_reader_from_germanya_reader_from_germanyover 3 years ago
arts at times of war...

If you think there has been any time or age without production of or appreciation for art in Russia, you are quite ignorant. Sigmund Freud said something to the extend that ignorance is no argument. Couldn't agree more.

Manfred

PattyMariePattyMarieover 13 years ago
Poetry or Prose?

From usingenglish.com.

"Poetry is language where rhythm is an essential part of the communicative act, where words are used in a way similar to music to create an effect on the reader or listener. Language which does not use rhythm and other effects in this way is called prose."

I've read a number of your "poems." I ask, where is the rhythm, or the rhyme? Simply chopping off the lines, doesn't make it poetry. I suggest you do a Google search on "Rudyard Kipling" or "Walt Whitman" and see what poetry is supposed to look like.

Also, poetry should have some kind of story to go with the words. It is, after all, supposed to move people.

Not intending to be cruel here, I just expected something more like poetry from a poet. At best, your work could be call prose, although I think that prose should have a story as well.

Bill DadaBill Dadaalmost 16 years ago
^

A nicely constructed sculpt...er, I mean poem.

unpredictablebijouunpredictablebijoualmost 16 years ago
Most excellent

This is an extraordinary piece, absolutely rich and complex but not self-conscious. Your use of sound is good and your imagery is solid and meaningful. I'm impressed.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 16 years ago
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Art inspired by art inspired by — life experiences? Richly loaded references.

DawnJDawnJabout 16 years ago
Back to school!

This poem reads like one of those 'Moderns' poems that I was made to study in college as an uninitiated freshman. Lots to see and think about here, or to confuse and befuddle, depending on you frame of reference. That must be the mark of a true poet. A gifted one...

KOLKOREKOLKOREabout 16 years agoAuthor
Thank you for the mention

There are few experiences which uplift or sooth me as walking in an outdoor setting of sculptures. While you have to be next to “two lines oblique” to fully appreciate its impact (several feet tree like mobile), other works –you can taste through Googling. As far as Pollock ‘the dripper’, he was always controversial (even to some art critics).IMO his works can be fully appreciated only when you stand infront of them and feel that you could “dive” into them. The image of Pollock making love to the canvas is in my mind almost unavoidable from seeing photos of him at work, intimately bending over a huge canvas and spreading the paint seemingly in random all over it…Quite a different image from some of the final products.

Both the works of visual arts (diverse in style material and subject as they could be) and the art of the language as poetry and fiction are a great source of much needed antidote to the brutality I see in the real world. They help me breath, and live through the real world.

AngelineAngelineabout 16 years ago
Very interesting poem with lots of references!

Your poem has been recommended today in the New Poems Review thread on Literotica's Poetry Feedback and Discussion forum. Thanks for the read!