Not all frowns are alike, they differ radically,
depending on the face and personality.
A most potent and reactionary frown
is asking someone if they like eating liver.
A good second is sushi which sounds
innocent enough until one learns it’s raw fish.
Then in order of diminishment –
lima beans, brussel sprouts, and okra.
In the arts, the reaction is similar
though often not as predictable or explosive.
A Picasso cubist portrait in all its
tortuous angularities is a good candidate.
Or a splattered Jackson Pollock. Is it
a painting or a mess? Opinions differ.
A giant blah monochromatic Rothko
will bring on a frown superimposed
with a veil of bewilderment – and have you
questioning the very raison d’être of art itself!
Lastly, and a sure face-frowner, and my
personal favorite by-the-way, is when
I’m asked what I do for a living and I say
I’m a writer, and smiling with excitement
I’m asked: what kind? Poetry, I answer proudly.
Words cannot describe the instantaneous avalanche
of the face, the sudden rise of eyebrows to the skull’s
hairline, the dead drop of the mouth, and the frantic
look for an excuse or exit to get away!
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2021
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