Short Modernist Poems
Short Modernist Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Modernist by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Modernist by length and keyword.
Patrick Henry Brace US modernist
at painting did not persist
His semi abtracts did not sell
and suicide was his death knell
William Robertsan individualist
yet a homely art modernist
Originally doing poster design
so pioneering Vorticist was just fine
thinking like Stein but
drinking beer from a stein
remembering German days
not Paris
contradicting and refuting
Gertrude's flowery words
for
a muse is a muse is
but
don't
include
my Musa
Form:
Pierre Puvis Chavannes
in his day,a modernist man
He painted on a very large scale
on public buildings*. he left a trail
*https://www.wikiart.org/en/pierre-puvis-de-chavannes/fresco-for-the-decoration-of-the-pantheon-saints
Doris my baby girl
Tubes and devices
Medicial technology
No matter the modernist
The pain and suffering
Doesn't quit still a part
When one has to have
Help for the damaged part
But you had a sense of
Humor, said they had
Used WD-40 and duct
Tape to hold you together
May the great physican
Be with you tonight
Greet you with the morning light
Bring you home where's your heart
Form:
Don't look back
In this theater of modernist art
And wish what was
Worth being hung
Worthy off the space on
wall and hanging holes
it was hung
Patronage in thrones have
spent well earned coin to see
In order to say they have
Been kneeling before like the
grace of ages
Was and is till this day
The artist is remembered for
Yet never wishes they we're
Because it was a throwaway
A B-Side track
Never expected to attract
But somehow did
Funky Funkus For Fortunate Few
Real artists won't do alliteration
Modernist are we the folks
Seeking adoration
Post structuralism
Is the old order
Annihilated are the Sonnets
And poetic formations.
Conversing takes another dimension
Philosophising, Looping, interlinking
Elastic boundaries. Self-analysing.
Sociolinguistic inventions
Obeying but rejecting universal conventions.
Paradoxes reign in the world of poetic art
The art. The art. Why art thou so elusive?