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Les Fiances ou Souvenir de Mille et une nuits, Marc Chagall

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there is a never after where words are lost and colours fade but perhaps we won't let go in dreams and voices there will be one more story from me you'll be attentive one last time yet the tips of my fingers slip from grasp and all I ever wish to utter stills I watch the earth spin confusing who is letting go in this here and now ~ balance from the moon ~ in a momentary turn no one falls away all lay softly sound asleep hearts that beat become the dream pictures are inked in night skies one thousand and one times existing as permanently as a memory feels when last times were just yesterday

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Paul Willason

Date: 8/6/2024 6:08:00 AM

A magical trip into the very spirit of the painting DD...had me captivated. I have always admired Chagalls work and you seem to be tuned to the way he seems to hold time balanced on a moment, in this case, your words too defy gravity.

Di11y Da11y
Date: 8/6/2024 7:34:00 AM

A pleasure to see you Paul :) you are right, there is a magic of stilling a moment in the paintings, plus the blue just floods with calm. I appreciate your kind words x

David Kavanagh

Date: 8/6/2024 1:27:00 AM

Getting lost in a magical moment Dilly (one thousand and one times) how often do we replay these perfect moments over and over in our minds, especially when sound asleep, a beautiful poem and interpretation, the balance from the moon a stroke of genius, cheers David

Di11y Da11y
Date: 8/6/2024 4:39:00 AM

Just the words 'one thousand and one times' causes a drift into the ethereal. Losing grip on fingertips conjures slow motion for me too with a little of everything flashing before the eyes in a tumble of images that give emotional context rather than reality. I did rotate the image to see the 'scales' aspect of the moon and how that altered the sense of the image, again thinking of how tumbling varies in speed in a dreamscape and a second can become a clear and solid memory. What I enjoyed particularly was not having to think about it and a poem appearing without labour. That's the only way I can write I think. My conscious mind is far too self critical - so I have to act fast and just get on with it. Thank you for your comment - I do enjoy a mention of genius haha

Tom Cunningham

Date: 8/5/2024 11:23:00 PM

Most of us see a painting but you have a real talent for painting it with your words giving the reader a better understanding of it. Tom

Di11y Da11y
Date: 8/6/2024 4:30:00 AM

Thank you Tom - I did research the image first (although saying that it was just before I went to sleep, so research, writing and posting must have been 25 minutes), but after settling into the facts of the image (1001 nights) I wrote from the visual and from an emotional position. The blues are always so beautiful that they lend themselves immediately to a dreamscape. Thank you for your kind words

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/5/2024 11:14:00 PM

i had to read this as marc chagall is one of my fave artists...your offering lends a stunning voice and form akin to marc's brushstrokes...yes to this, dill!

Di11y Da11y
Date: 8/6/2024 4:27:00 AM

Thank you Nette, his art really is so beautiful and poetic in it's own right that it's easy to let the mind escape on the imagery (and then write that down as an experience). I have only seen one of his works in person but it was quite mesmerising (I happened upon it accidentally). After viewing it myself I just enjoyed watching other people view it for a while from a distance. It was nice seeing people almost stroll by then double back. Plus it was beneath invisible glass, so I could see every brush stroke. It wasn't this one though, but they are all special. I've love to see his stained glass windows!