Mirrors of the Soul Recited

I recall the first time I saw Macke’s ‘Lady Green Jacket’ the blank Face of loneliness.It Caught my mood.It spoke aloud to me,this unique moment in time captured in paint.Verse and art try desparately to pin down such butterfly momements we all experience.The human condition on young frozen faces of sepia images posed pictures asking ‘I am here staring into this camera lens,where are you?Scenes left for imagination to fill in, mirror and join up the dots. Listen to me read this poem on youtube under name ichthyschiro