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I've been to the crushing place. It smells of death, and spider mums. Daisy chains dropped, when the music died. The lake is murky now. Clowns roam the street, looking for carnivals and meat. Silly boys still believe in love and dreams, and girls that like opera and giving head. This world is strange, and Picasso walks the lonely avenues, feeding seagulls' peanuts and paint. No one blames him. It's his blue period. All the while, an old bent man plays the guitar. He smells like camels, and hope.
I get the feeling of loss here, of something great that is no more. Line 6 seems to be a nod to Don McLean's "American Pie," which was built on that theme. No specifics are given, but each image has a lost and gone away feel to it. Like very much the part about what silly boys believe; I could forgive a girl for not loving opera. The last image makes me think of some of the great southern blues guitarists, but a name escapes me. Still, he is a symbol of hope.
This is indeed bluer than blue .. I think Picasso would be smiling his head off and his Old Guitarist would be blushing bright pink .. more cerebral than my own pons variola .. Neville
You took me to Picasso’s artwork, In particular Blue Nude painted after the death of someone close to the artist. He painted many during that period of mourning, all in hues of blue. The old man playing guitar smells of hope. That’s all you need. You need a glimmer of hope. The poem speaks to me of loss and the impact can be devastating.
I get the feeling of loss here, of something great that is no more. Line 6 seems to be a nod to Don McLean's "American Pie," which was built on that theme. No specifics are given, but each image has a lost and gone away feel to it. Like very much the part about what silly boys believe; I could forgive a girl for not loving opera. The last image makes me think of some of the great southern blues guitarists, but a name escapes me. Still, he is a symbol of hope.
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..