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A Dried Paint Ballad (Tanka)

by c-e-smith

I'm Mona Lisa. I miss a paint brush's sweet strokes, the smell of fresh paint, his shadow as he labors. My darling Leonardo.

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Written by

c-e-smith

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Published: Jul 2, 2014
Time: 1m

Notes: I've always wondered if Mona Lisa misses Leonardo Da Vinci. Not the person depicted, but the actual painting itself.

A Tanka is a Japanese poem with lines 5/7/5/7/7
Tags: #love #life #art #longing

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