4.12.2013

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Relentless grey
clogs pores,
blinding
as the Sun appears,

Picking scabs,
relish in scoring
of healthy Flesh
as it tears,

Curl in a ball
when blood rises,
Softness exposed
to passing Seers.

painting by Chelsea Bednar

Margaret has provided a fantastic prompt to the Real Toads today: Artistic Interpretations, featuring abstract paintings by her daughter, Chelsea Bednar. Please click through to enjoy some of Chelsea's other paintings. Poem 12 of 30 in April!

21 comments:

  1. Damn. That second stanza is amazing.

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  2. There is a harshness and a softness in the image above. I "feel" it (as well as see it) with your words.

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  3. Eek - picking scabs to find healthy flesh certainly involves the emotions!

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  4. Powerful, when this can not be summarized in other words. "Relish" stands out to me, the joy in the process that is neither in the first nor the last stanza. Perfect title too.

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  5. Your interpretation of the painting certainly comes from the place where we feel rather than reason. Exceelently done, Marian.

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  6. I specially like the last verse ~

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  7. Creepy. I'm sorry but my first impression is that this individual is a picker!! I s this crazy of me? Maybe it is. This may be a foot in mouth moment but I hope you'll appreciate me for my honest first thought sort of sharing? :)

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    1. not sure exactly what you mean, Hannah? but it would be pretty difficult to have a foot-in-mouth moment around here. :)

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  8. I'm having 'a moment' here ... trying to visualize you looking at Chelsea's art, to watch as the wheels in that amazing mind of yours began to click! Great write.

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  9. Chills! Romanticizing violence in a way. My favorite type of write!

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  10. You evoked pain within the words..

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  11. Oh dear, this is a painful one! Very creepy indeed.

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  12. Yes--there is a real feeling of exposure and vulnerability in those fleshy curves, and you articulate it line by line--like the recurring dream of being naked in your high school cafeteria, somehow more frightening than imaginary monsters or real dangers.

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  13. You had me at the first two lines. Despite all worldly evidence to the contrary, "Relentless grey clogs pores" seems to sum up my life most days. I'd much rather stay in bed with my face hidden in my elbow than get up and fail yet again at doing what needs to be done.
    K

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  14. Creepy good...
    the clogged pores...really gets me!

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  15. Goodness...a bit of creepiness and beauty...odd mix. Love it!

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    1. so glad to have creeped everyone out with this one :)

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