Tina's Night
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Beltran ,the artist, has seen Christina,
seen her crawling form, statuary still,
in the field of grass
inching only in the minds eye.
He has wondered, as did Wyeth
what might she have been
been before the polio took her lower limbs
when she could stand and walk upright.
Beltran's nymph Christina 'light' in sailor pink
sleeveless and fragile stands stalwart
and considers the blacken air, the
skeletal house the ghost lights in the sky.
No forward motion can we spy
and action lays behind her
her arms and wrists crossed.
And though the rows invite cajole
the Little Tina toward the night
we see she's having none of it
a tornado comes this night.
*Please See About the Poem for Andrew Wyth's Christina's World
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2012
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