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Still Life With Brushes

Still Life With Brushes

A Poem by David P. Eckert
"

Developed a poem to go with a painting of mine

"

 

Still Life With Brushes

 

Bright brushes rest against an edge,

alive in grind-free coffee cans.

They guard against their gaunt-eyed artists,

ceding slumber like Lenten luxury.

 

Well beyond your viewer’s sight

before all foreground, left or right,

speckled hands and jeans and shirt

proclaim the painter in the night.

 

You see a head, an artist’s prop,

vacant eyed and shadowed neck,

etched hair waves across the top

and not the drama in the lights

unless with color brilliant, vibrant

he wakes you from bland reverie

and squeezes like a tube of paint,

until you’re feeling frail and faint.

 

Speckled hands and jeans and shirt

proclaim the painter in the night.

well beyond your viewer’s sight

beyond the foreground, left or right

 

Chiaroscuro sings the rose

black shadowed in the backlit light;

ceramic glaze of ripest peach

sparkles shine on rounded urn

to challenge bold magenta cloth

whose folds protest in violet hues

while happy tubes of paint await

the canvas’ immortal fate.

 

For well beyond your viewer’s sight

past backgrounds that stare black as night

his paint-specked hands and jeans and shirt

proclaim the painter of the light.

 

© 2008 David P. Eckert


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Your poem is an beautiful example of an impressionistic poem. The moment is captured more than the accurate depiction achieved.

"They guard against their gaunt-eyed artists,
ceding slumber like Lenten luxury."

It is a clarity of the theme in the picture, subordinated to harmonic effects.

"Chiaroscuro sings the rose
black shadowed in the backlit light; "


You used in the poem the whole-tone-scale of the visual impression of this painting, which you posted with your poem.
sparkles shine on rounded urn
to challenge bold magenta cloth
whose folds protest in violet hues
while happy tubes of paint await
the canvas� immortal fate. " =====>>>>>>>>>>>this is, what I call ....the absolute beauty.

What a flirt your poem is!

Posted 17 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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This was a very pretty piece and I enjoyed it very much. T







Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.

I thought this was a great story however your music isn't working. I think the background music would work and make this even better. Really nice!



Krystal

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Your poem is an beautiful example of an impressionistic poem. The moment is captured more than the accurate depiction achieved.

"They guard against their gaunt-eyed artists,
ceding slumber like Lenten luxury."

It is a clarity of the theme in the picture, subordinated to harmonic effects.

"Chiaroscuro sings the rose
black shadowed in the backlit light; "


You used in the poem the whole-tone-scale of the visual impression of this painting, which you posted with your poem.
sparkles shine on rounded urn
to challenge bold magenta cloth
whose folds protest in violet hues
while happy tubes of paint await
the canvas� immortal fate. " =====>>>>>>>>>>>this is, what I call ....the absolute beauty.

What a flirt your poem is!

Posted 17 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 15, 2008

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David P. Eckert
David P. Eckert

Roslyn Heights, NY



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Psychologist, Writer, Painter, Father of 2, Grandpa of 2 cute, smart and beautiful little girls, Husband, Keeper of Dogs, Fish and Fruit Trees and generally Busy Guy. more..

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