Cypress Paintings

The Met* has an exhibit,
Cypress paintings by Van Gogh.
We joined the crowds and went to see
This most amazing show.

Like all the other patrons,
We snapped photos on our phones,
Except for one lone painting,
Which a rich collector owns.

A guard stood right beside it;
He was there to oversee.
“No photos of this painting!”
He repeated frequently.

The owner said he’d lend it
If no cameras were allowed,
A tough condition to enforce
Before a growing crowd.

But people were complying
When they heard the watchman’s plea,
With so many other cypresses
To photograph and see.

*Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Slaughter Avatar
August 26, 2023 at 10:39 AM
I envy you having access to venues such as MOMA, Ilene. I'll bet none of the other viewers that day took the time to create a poem about it. Good on you, kid.
Downing  Avatar
August 25, 2023 at 8:22 PM
I’ve been to that museum a few times. Always in awe while in there. Nice one, Ilene :)
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