Long Chagall Poems

"Skinwalker"


That one’s mind 
is like a scene from Chagall
dreams flow like blood bleeds
across the cortex page curtain call
an audience with the silent speakeasy 
cerebellum with its swift
matter-of-factness 
logically guides the fingers 
to dance across keys...

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Exiting highway 101 again....
Past Pacific Heights, to the Marina districts boulavard
Circling back towards the Palace of Fine Arts
An escape, after leaving the Tenderloins gentrificational neighborhoods
In the lines of questions; as I now gaze upon the...

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TOMORROW IS ALWAYS YESTERDAY
The day my love was rejected
My soul itself,was so dejected
All the nights drift into the surreal
My life's..a nightmare..so unreal
Pain touches my inner core
The day she said no more..no more
Concentration just flies away
Tomorrow...

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Feint faint "Fake" no nor'easter

If putsch comes to shove,
aye ain't no doggone fraidy cat
nor chicken little
fearing coup d'état,
yours truly simply
risk averse, and more exact,
he stays sequestered
within these four walls,
cuz tis safest inside this flat
always... mein...

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I'm back.
Stood in from of the Marc Chagall 
That is quietly across the road

I don't know what else is quietly sitting just out of my eyeline

Whether wraparound sentences are indeed my friend

Where am I again?...

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I go to the art gallery often ...
          I like it all ... the Renaissance, Gothic, and Baroque period
       and...

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How subtle is earth's curvature, but ships do disappear,
At first glance, you might think there's edge, and sailors should steer clear
But sailing close to coastal lands in time men lost their fear,
For weeks, for months,...

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Maybe the boy is "crazy", but "crazy" for the sake of art.
...You thought: "I can see, I am etched in the boy's heart,
but he is still 'flying,' he is still striving to take off, he...

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63        The noises of Paris


There comes an age and wisdom,
When it is more interesting 
To listen to Shostakovich’s symphony number five,
Than to be interested in the noises of...

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Am I allowed to court you with many a lovely look,
Like Paris throwing an apple for you, my reader?

Sweet Fancy`s Fairy, sitting by this dear stanza- brook,
Am I allowed some pretty nothings for you, my...

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In vertigo of night, in their riddled trance 
Boldness of petals melt on washed-out shades,
As faces etch a quiet gloom in varied hues
Capturing splashed oil, neutral and bright
While I gaze longingly at a portrait…
Man and...

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Light-beam captives dream,
Two betrothed angels with rainbows in flight
Amidst the heavenly crossroads that gleam
For earthly lovers who once delighted

Long before their hearts were blighted
With straying affections traveling in beams
The two would forever be united
In travel...

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all movements sweep
              perpetual motion
   the moon swims towards me, then away
    we orbit this moment, nearer...

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Here I am seated still; 
listening to the song of the rain. 
acrobat Swallows dance in the grey sky;
the heavy black leaves, laments quietly.

“Chagall” painted in blue.
It’s the colour of “Love” You said,
with “Starry night...

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1
Bella
He
opened
the window-
in streamed his first
love
with
flowers,
dressed
in white-
she haunted his
art.

An Ekphrasis in lanterne  sequence on Marc Chagall
2.
FLAMING JUNE an ekphrasis
A
flimsy
negligee
betrays her round
shape-
an
honest
innocence
in becalmed deep
sleep.

After Frederick Leighton
3.
PERCEPTIONS
The
painter
creates the
appearance of
things-
we
thereby
see each of
them in a new
light.

An ekphrasis after Kirchner
4.
REVELATION
Drop
by
drop-
into...

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Inspired by the painting The Poet Reclining, by Marc Chagall 1915

Viewing the painting will support making sense of the images in the poem. The painting was done during the painters honeymoon as the First World...

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There are those who would call this pejorative phrase,
But the truth is it's all of our fate,
For each child born of woman, Christ too, have their days,
But Don lusts for a different date.

Prison orange (thinks...

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I walked across the road
Defiantly strode
Arrived somewhere else
To be alone with myself
It's strange that's how I like to be
When I'm definitively not a fan of me
But I went inside
Advised I must hide
The packet of chocolate...

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Death of Bella

Holding each other's hands
They were flying like birds
A tiny town below was softly glowing
Under the moon, love was overflowing

Mark whispered to her gently
“I’ll certainly never leave you ”
In the room with a bouquet
Joy...

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Yestreen, the pit opened wide 
To melt blatant lies and cheat,
The promises of fake reverence, 
And infinite prospects of utter bleat.

The flames burned, scenic and vast,
Or it seemed to be the case, at last,
Vivid, with...

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The catalyst of two faces, his and hers,
bookends with pleasure dais in between.
Faithfully compacted on canvas, concurs,
never turning ones back, remains clean.

Sharp brush of Chagall, floats lovers.
Their passion, a cloud in lala land, hovers.
Circus performer...

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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...

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Proudly stands colossal building,  
projecting, massive, wide at the base
with curved pillars enormously raised,
progressively thinning into space.

Modern, simple gothic tower,
structure elaborated without ornaments,
stands as praying hands together -
chopped off mountain under heaven.

It stands massive...

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