In stone vase
On stone table
On stone tile
On the second floor, held up by wood
Supported and surrounded by life being lived
But not here
Here a fragile facsimile of nature’s complexity
Is placed precariously to suit the artists’
Vision
Here ordered lines slash through space
While evocative contrast and magnified angles
Evince a quiet depth
Yet here the flower in stone bends still towards light
Away from the artist, towards chaos, towards life
Away from destructive simplicity
The camera’s flash reflects a desperate lust
To command, to control, to capture
What it needs to understand
What can’t be understood
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC
In stone vase
On stone table
On stone tile
On the second floor, held up by wood
Supported and surrounded by life being lived
But not here
Here a fragile facsimile of nature’s complexity
Is placed precariously to suit the artists’
Vision
Here ordered lines slash through space
While evocative contrast and magnified angles
Evince a quiet depth
Yet here the flower in stone bends still towards light
Away from the artist, towards chaos, towards life
Away from destructive simplicity
The camera’s flash reflects a desperate lust
To command, to control, to capture
What it needs to understand
What can’t be understood
Another poem I wrote for a class, this one on a photo by Andre Kertesz, "Chez Mondrian." http://www.getty.edu/art/gettyguide/artObjectDetails?artobj=62371
