Route

Route

A Poem by MCS
"

What cannot be said will be wept. ~ Sappho

"

Gathering up the mess


In my mind, heart and soul


Which has spilled


Out of me


Putting the pieces together


Some no longer fit


Painting and collaging


My grief disguised as art





~ mixed media on wood


© 2018 MCS


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Your words touched me. Creative arts are a fine way of conveying grief, whether in painting or poetry.

Chris

Posted 6 Years Ago


MCS

6 Years Ago

Chris, thank you for coming by and reading.
Your art has the ability to touch those who read it. What more concrete is there to say?



Posted 6 Years Ago


MCS

6 Years Ago

Kelly, thank you, you are so very kind.
glad to meet you MCS! wonderful painting and confessions of a Painter! i like the form you chose .. the descending flow of it makes me think of the sweep of the painters brush ...i think the arts are all so closely connected .. but between poetry and art is so very strong .. as we try to paint with words ... your poem is so relateable ... our lives constantly going from one mess to another .. with a creative outlet at least we can keep on keeping on ... i love the honesty in your closing line .. its a confession one would not expect from the painter .. as all good arts strive for honesty .. your speaker is hiding grief ... and displaying it at the same time .. well done .. thanks for sharing
E.

Posted 6 Years Ago


MCS

6 Years Ago

E, thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.
Mary your painting is like the strata of a mind in turmoil layering together to once again become whole. The stepped lines of your profound poem climb from the depths of grief toward the light of a new beginning. Your wonderful art, more a foundation than a disguise. Yours is the voice of a warrior, a valkyrie, a phoenix. In your art, is trancendence.

Posted 6 Years Ago


MCS

6 Years Ago

Annette, thank you so much for always being so supportive
Annette Pisano-Higley

6 Years Ago

You’re so welcome, and I always will be my dear friend.:))
Both your painting on wood (such a casual but oft absorbent surface) and your words show such a subtle force ... almost mesmerising. Yes, mesmerising: a scattering of words, pale vision... yet, more than more. Emotions take the saddest forms but sometimes the most appropriate..

Posted 6 Years Ago


MCS

6 Years Ago

thank you for your comments, i'm at a loss for words

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MCS
MCS

Toronto, (GTA), Canada



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