Literal Palette's Implosion

Literal Palette's Implosion  

 

 

abstract hearts

paint illusions of figurative love

in circles, squares

then unwanted triangles

degrees of intimacy sliced geometrically

when reality signatures cracks in the frame

 

and oils drip despondency

onto a leaning floor of regret

 

and now the artists linger

projecting their work into future equation

 

the sum much less than the components'

worth of conscience.

 

 

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

2/15/19

Reviews

[Stella Armour]

As Ken has said ... kandinsky ! and he is my favourite artist, all those colours and odd angles .. wonderful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind words, Stella,
j.

[Ken Simm.]

I am remiinded of Kandinsky here in this very visual poem. Now of course I'm going to like this.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, Ken...and the comparison---we paint the best we can with our words.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Such a graphic portrayal of the chaos of trying to make sense of feelings of love. The images of abstract objects which we recognise but which are not as the real objects are, is a brilliant allegory of how we see love. We see it as we wish to. We recognise it even when a distorted misshapen amorphous blob. The sense of bleeding hearts as the artists oils dripping was a very vivid prompt.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, John.
j.