
Memories of too short a moment spent with you
your view of beauty expansive revealing
I am tuned to a sensual ballet
you see the dancer’s 2nd performance
Georgia O’Keeffe though not your style
unveils passers by to a flower’s identity
whether overstated as the magnolia
or silent in her fragrant dance
your work a bit on the dark side
beauty you capture from within
your subjects never beautiful
for then there is nothing to draw from
no need to look to subject or soul
where do you reside when in-between canvases
your mind now hidden more and more in shadow
but for a moment I saw
beauty spoken before the first application of paint
years standing still in an artist’s eyes
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Blue Morning Glories (1935) by Georgia O’Keeffe
On rare occasion do I explain a poem. This poem is about an Alice in Wonderland type afternoon spent with a gifted artist. This man I…
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