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Ekphrastic Afternoon

while sitting at a local literary Louvre with artists and some other radicals waiting for return of grammatical groove that had left me on today's sabbatical I stumbled for some heartfelt words to share with you of artistic notions of whether art is abstract or more absurd can it cure our ills with colourful potions and quietly the souls walked the walls of painted lands and many female forms to search their own inspiration's calls outside their box of artistic norms macroed with micro muted brush lines of sultry legs and strong countenance whatever treasure is sought we will find with some ingrained artful provenance like Samuel Morse as student of masters copied Da Vinci from the Parisian museum hued new light on Mona Lisa to recast her and express his own artistic freedom we give out hope of showing of ourselves that bit of soul our heart holds close down new pathways that we delve our hands stretch toward divine, almost © Goode Guy 2011-09-17 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ekphrasis http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5918

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Date: 9/18/2011 9:24:00 AM
X J Kennedy's 'Nude Descending Staircase' comes to mind, speaking of sultry legs. Can art cure ills? Your poem makes me feel better already.
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