Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Effects of Light (One Shot 45)


Monet



Death by drowning,
even beneath Monet’s
floating water lilies - white,

beautifully disguise
death’s pale grasp;
submerged in muck
of old duck bones and turtle dung,

in channeled currents veiled from
the effects
of light.


Life by breathing,
even below Van Gogh’s
starry nights,

hauntingly mask
insanity’s surreal grasp
in reflected heaven’s - dark,
of slashing comets and dying suns

in mirrored orbits veiled from
the effects
of  light.

24 comments:

dustus said...

Appreciate how you reveal the stark, real, brutal side to life that often lies beneath that beautiful mask in art. Makes me think of the artists' lives and suffering many go through.

Brian Miller said...

death by drowning has got to be brutal...the body wanting to breath and slowly succumbing...there beneath the beauty...shivers.

Randy Behavior said...

Love the contrasts you illustrated here.

Kavita said...

Monet and Van Gogh must be really WISHING they were alive now... just so they could give you a big hug (or a pat on the back, if you so please) for this one, Henry!
A splendid read this was!! So poetic..and even with the stark brutality of death, it seemed almost harmless and romantic... Ah, light has its ways indeed.. :)
Extremely well written!
I am really glad I stopped by your blog to read this one... like they say, better late than never.. :)

repressedsoul said...

There is ugliness in beauty and danger in the picturesque Henry, I'm going to go searching for that double vilanelle of yours, a single is more than enough for me!

Light has a way of illuminating the things that are hidden, and this poetic tribute was delightful, and eye opening

Aquarius63 said...

What lays beneath the beauty, the dark depths hide much. Great poem Henry.

Anita.

Sally J said...

Beauty and death, light and dark, hand in hand. Good poem.

Natasha said...

Two of my favorite artists! And perhaps a new favorite poet as well :) Absolutely loved this piece Henry...imagery is fantastic, capturing my mind sight, controlling my vision. Breathing poetry that is alive...and very well received! Thank you!

michale said...

awesome work of art.

bicycle lights

Kim Nelson said...

This one is brilliant, Henry. I'm a Van Gogh fan from early childhood. I read his biography when I was only eight years old. Remember the experience vividly. Weren't too many people to discuss it with at the time!
I love your perspective here. It is true. It is pragmatic. The Pollyanna that I AM leads me to believe the light is there to give us choice. Both views are real ~ accept and respect that fact ~ but choose the one on which you will focus, to which you will give energy. I think we have that choice... live in the light, live in the dark. What do you think?

Mystic Margarita said...

Great poem -- loved the powerful imagery and the shift from death/Monet and life/Van Gogh.

Anna said...

Beautiful the way you show the darkness that can be hidden behind beauty...through the beautiful art of two masters. (Also, love the photo header above and the name of your blog).

Claudia said...

i was teared..seeing the monet painting - one of my fav painters and then the drowning in your poem...a haunting contrast

Ann Grenier said...

Oh brilliant Henry. You have described the four elements of water, earth, air and fire positioned to mirror each other's dark currents from below the lilies to above the stars resulting in death. If I dare to draw out the metaphor , the effect of light is death, a cancelling out. Fantastic mystical view in this poem.

Dulce said...

Ah- Henry.... I am glad you found me so I could find you!
this is the type (if it can be categorized) of poetry i love...
So much may lie under the surface of a piece of art...
You've captured whatever beautifully here

Thanks for visiting my place
:-)

Dulce

C Rose said...

There is always another layer that will never look as pretty as the surface, you deliver this in a compelling and lyrical way. Your metaphor throughout is wonderfully articulated! ~ Rose

Finally said...

Really interesting take on artistic and human experience. Those things that people never see are often more real, true, and necessary than the things on the surface.

yellowhousecafe said...

an artist light...a wonderful, contemplative poem.. and, so true, one can follow Van Gogh's 'mania' by studying his use of light, but more so, his skies...

violet said...

I'm loving the ambiance here in the rich colours on black!

Love your second stanza, esp.:

"death’s pale grasp;
submerged in muck
of old duck bones and turtle dung,"

So many haunting images!

lori said...

sadly, nothing is ever what it seems to be. i'll never look at that painting the same way again! thanks a lot...lol ;)

Aaron Davis said...

Very thoughtful with a lot of vivid imagery! Thank you for sharing!

Matt Coughlan said...

they call drowning the
silent death, is breathing a
cacophonous life?

...

Your poem is excellent. I especially like the contrasts linked by:

"X veiled from
the effects
of light."

The underside of art is rather seedy. :D

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love every little and large thing about this poem.. My favourite of yours so far.

deadpoet88 said...

So hauntingly beautiful! I really like how the words flowed. The imagery is too good!

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