Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Art Appreciating Me



I'll tell you, Robert Motherwell, your painting and me alone in Oregon

And I'm only sitting here trying to keep my posture, no one coming by

In this pass-through gallery, just that painting of yours staring at me, 

Its orange face, eye-nose 'goggle', mouth-reptile whose end sneers up

With a faint serpentfang, the darkness, the deep black shadow behind,

Which makes me shy back into the welcoming orange.


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