Wednesday, July 25, 2012

twisted into shape

Figure Eight, 1952, by Franz Kline
a sorry sketch of figure eight
a caricatured horse
twisted into oblivion
who cut into sharp edges
would it not endanger?

"meaningless madness is a hazard
not some misshapen metal
-a treasure for an artist"

14 comments:

joanne said...

I try to find hidden meaning in most poetry, but I am fairly literal, so I got lost here.....which does not mean I did not like the writing, but just that I didn't get more than the obvious....maybe that's alright, too....

Wander said...

Havent been by for a while glad I came today...good poem!

Sheilagh Lee said...

Artistry is often hard to understand

Anders Woje Ellingsen said...

Me.

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oldegg said...

It certainly doesn't look like a lucky Chinese 8! However that could be the joke that the endless rhythm of the 8 is broken like life's unfulfilled dreams.

Rajesh said...

:-) Terrible mess. Reminds me of too many bad things in my life.

Green Speck said...

Nice take on the prompt

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Gautami, this was spare and meaningful for me. The whole idea of visual art is to be open to interpretation, and your kind worry about the horse, the sharp edges, took this to another level. Thanks for a kind poem. Peace, Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/07/27/bleed-warning-precedes-poem/

Cad said...

I agree with the 'sorry sketch' description...

Jack said...

Gautami,

I agree with Meaningless madness.... fully.

Take care

Kim Nelson said...

This one prompted a read and a re-read. Referencing multiple meanings with such brevity is skillful. The sharp cadence and change in fonts are devises well used.

PhotoDiction said...

We all get cut from the sharp edges of oblivion. Pain comes often from trying to make sense of things that perplex us. I like the multiple images here. Nicely done.

turtlememoir said...

nice - I like "a caricatured horse
twisted into oblivion"

Judy Roney said...

This is really twisted. :)