Best Klimt Poems

She floats into a room and voices hush,
the silence at effulgence in her bloom,
as crimson rises to her cheeks in blush
to humble scarlet gardens and their plume.

The gown in velvet bides her every curve,
smooth bight of rivers on to ocean's sway
that in such pastel presence...

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suckled into gentle sleep 
   softness
 finessed
      understood 
waves lap
        cares drift
 seaweed untangles 
     lets us be 
   each grain of sand fits together
...

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I hurried through the halls of Belvedere
To reach the floor where I could see “The Kiss”
The place I’d find his artwork was so near
I finally came upon it, joyous bliss!

It hung there straight before me, glorious sight
I pushed among the people standing there
I felt my...

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Gustav Klimt adored for his murals and paintings
Turned life in poverty into art of awesome glory
Pioneering erotic paintings depicting female body
Moving boldly to shape pages of his artistic story.

Honored for murals painted in famous public places
Klimt became renowned at relatively young age,
Soon changing course of...

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just drink from the cup
as the river of oblivion flows
some try to stand in stagnant waters
others cocooned by the edges
seeking a cure from the inevitable

I see everything
a whole journey crystal clear
these seconds of clarity won't last
soon I'll join the writhing figures
who cling and grab and...

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Life and Death in two separated clusters, Klimt draws conflicts.
The serenity of his cycle of life is bright in pure color, he depicts.
A modern dance of death, yet he offers pause in what is inevitably set.
Death savoring in anticipation, musing with the decision “Not yet”.

Idly,...

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Each limb coiled like a serpent
 In his painting "The tree of life'
 His brushstrokes bare the naked truth
 of Adam and Eve
  In a garden where lies were conceived 

 He captured a moment of bliss
 In an artistic expression entitled "The Kiss'
...

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f e e l me 
like sonnets of sunrise
      infused with 
clementine cadence 
as I am the golden essence
in your floral skyline
       a hazel rose
quenched amidst the quiescence
of dulcet devotion 
s t i
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"Because you've deepened the conviction in my soul. I am woman.” Ray Burton

Restful repose.
Seemingly without clothes,
Yet adorned with a quilt.
Serene, no concerned guilt.
Appearing to slumber. 
Six women in number,
Or is it just one
In stages til life’s done?

Woman, slyly awake and alert.
Wiles of a temptress she'll...

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"All art is erotic", quote from Gustav Klimt



The Kiss...  Gustav Klimt
Son of a Bohemian gold engraver
Childhood marked by poverty
Influenced by Japanese art
Developed his talent early in life
Created his own style like no other
Took symbolism and eroticism to new heights
Glorifying the female body
Evocatively exotic and...

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CHAGALL EKPHRASIS
A fantasist,alive upon canvas,surreal
and yet..so very real his love-for her-
not concealed.There..floating for all
to see..childlike, innocence his lady
in white,for us to wonder..and delight

Inspired by Chagall’s ‘Lady in White’
 
KLIMT EKPHRASIS
A kiss,Klimt’s symbol of love nouveau,
suggestive rather than descriptive,yet
of time immemorial.Love upon a cloud
of gold,lost in...

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Silkiness embraced the lovers skin
Displaying a strong affection
With sensuality hint
Kissing with great passion
Communicating 
Without a word
Deep feelings
Boiling
Free...

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He was the son of Ernst, an immigrant gold engraver, 
his devoted mother Anna was a gifted musician-
Austrian painter Gustav Klimt was but one of seven children, 
all three talented sons were in constant competition. 

In 1876 he attended Vienna School of Arts and Crafts,
an...

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Between the clothes and sharp morning
all golden and shining and radiant
and the downy wrap of solemn evening
all starry and holding and softening
grows the tree of life, the tree we wear
the tree we imagine, the tree of yesteryear.

And all the coils of every living branch
curling upon...

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michelangelo 
of
 Art Nouveau
he painted 
friezes 
very slow
& thus
 erotica 
came on show
a kiss
  a
 symbol
 of 
  love nouveau
suggestive 
yet
of time 
&
immemorial

love upon 
a cloud
of gold
lost in 
 moment 
where time
does not 
exist

One 
with the other
alone
& yet..
  desire..
and need 
together
then
 exist...

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