Beauty's SittersA Poem by Onoma
An aesthetic storm settled in the
wee hours of creation. What of it strikes favor or disfavor? Beauty's immediacy comes with fatalistic sweep--demanding principle, demanding ground. Unveiled beyond time constraint all over our world--in praise, in revulsion, eyes score the gamut. As if image begs love, to be so... or unrequited. What's plain of light exposes all flaw or beauty in a single sitting. The sitters vary the material world, with eyes creation asks us to paint what we see. The eyes paint the sitter if the sitter be deemed beautiful, instantaneously sight's canvas may be left cold... burdened. Beauty aspires to affirmation of being, to have it echoed. Beauty's lain raw, holds what's held it-- as such...desolation is easy. Eyes bespeak their volumes...beautiful or ugly? A sightly, unsightly moment given to perpetuality. Epidemic pageantry--ordered by creation make due...regardless. If beauty--eyes are for you--if ugly...eyes are not. Thus...of being, of affirmation, of visible, of invisible--you...beauty are. Konstantinos Mark
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