Sunday, April 07, 2013

paint me in many hues, not just black

Woman With a Towel, 1898, Edgar Degas 
can you hear her sing, O voyeur
or you searching for that smudge
which was made by your inquisitive fingers
each of her nerve ends stand activated
she stands stellar in her langour
delicious feelings permeates from her
you look at her unblinkingly
that urge to merge with her soul is your mantra now
it is not a broadway show
just a woman in love
wrapped in her inherent femininity 
aren't you glad, technology made your project easy
now you watch her from miles away
such beautiful unity of different entities

"sharp emotions will not get dull
may many summer come and go"




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 I am NOT an advocate for voyeurs. It can be interpreted in many ways. Negatives and positives balance out life. I wrote my first thoughts after seeing this painting. I may, yet, re-wite it. Sometimes we need to post our rough drafts. Read this with an open mind and let me know how you feel....

38 comments:

Charleen said...

Creep!

zongrik said...

technology did not make the project easy for Degas

Lower Body Wrap

Randy Mazie said...

Wonderful poem, sensual, grand,
I am the Voyeur and she is:
... not a broadway show
just a woman in love
wrapped in her inherent femininity.

Great stuff. Thanks. I enjoyed it a lot.

Randy from thewritersvillage.wordpress.com

brenda w said...

Your lush words pull me into the voyeur's world. Nicely done.

SueAnn Lommler said...

Watched from miles away!
Nicely done....the peepers view.
Hugs
SueAnn

Rene Foran said...

Wow! Pretty daring and thought provoking

Stan Ski said...

Provocative...!

Gillena Cox said...

the femme fatal yesterday and today still the allure; good read

much love...

oldegg said...

Whether is be Degas, Renoir or even Modigliani, we are able to see in their work beauty that is revealed to us alone.

Helena said...

Distant delights!

dsnake1 said...

technology certainly makes it easier.

great write.

Kathie Brown said...

It is an interesting poem, both sensual and a bit scary. I like that she is reveling "in her inherent femininity." I love this painting by Degas. I can see that this poem does have many interpretations, whether as the artist, or lover, or voyeur. It certainly expresses that desire to posses another, though true love does not possess...it sets one free! There is lots going on here!

Veronica Roth said...

Hi Guatami,
Very sensual whirl. I love to think that we are all voyeurs thru our consumption of each others blogs and vlogs. Nicely done.

Nanka said...

So very well done and loved the jab you have at the Voyeur.

You have also portrayed the delicate woman in love in such simple words.

'just a woman in love
wrapped in her inherent femininity'

Yvonne Osborne said...

Ahhhh, through the eye of the voyeur. Makes one wish for Degas' time. I love, "it is not a broadway show just a woman in love"

Jinksy said...

that urge to merge with her soul is your mantra now

And then, probably...

Bone said...

I liked this. You went where the painting took you. Nothing wrong with that.

jaerose said...

I enjoyed the perspective of this piece..it showed great insight and depth..certainly not monochromatic thought..

Other Mary said...

What beautiful language! I want to be more specific and list a favorite line or two here, but I would end up copying the whole poem!

christopher said...

I did not think "voyeur" unless that title still holds while I have permission from she who is in my view, no matter where she is and I am. And this painting is not about genitals in any case. Breasts and a child carried high is about life continuing no matter what may be outside the window. The bath has sluiced away all care and the woman knows her lover is there, near her no matter how the view reaches him. I am that lover in some world beyond this one. Perhaps you are too.

Kathe W. said...

kind of like google maps on steroids...many miles away....

Strummed Words said...

Nice to imagine what a man could see in this picture!

Karen S. said...

I can hear without a blink- when a woman's in love the whole world can see it! Great Mag!

anthonynorth said...

Great sensuality in this.

uneven steven said...

yes but what is a voyeur after all - the difference between it and art appreciation? intention maybe? critical thought or basic humanity empathy?

Tess Kincaid said...

She does look as if she's in love...

Brian Miller said...

kinda scary when you think of it...as to who just might be watching....

izzy said...

Languor such a great word! and languorous is how this seems!

The Write Girl said...

I enjoyed your poem from this perspective. What a unique and creative take on this stunning work of art.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

"stellar in her languour" sounds so right on my tongue!

My Sunday Whirl

Heidi said...

You have some beautiful writing here with a subject that is uncomfortable and disturbing. I like it.

Sharp Little Pencil said...

Voyeurism is not something I endorse, either, but I applaud you for your ability to walk in the shoes of another. Your reference to the telescope (the main reason city dwellers close their drapes!) was wonderful. I say, revise, but don't keep this one under a bushel. Let it shine! Amy

Pirate said...

You make us the harmless voyeur - very clever and thought-provoking

razzamadazzle said...

I enjoyed it! I think it's a grand celebration of the woman, but I can see how it might become creepy rather than admiration.

Maggie said...

I think the view of a woman in love is a beautiful sight to behold.

Celestial Dreamz said...

such sensual madness! I admire your use of words ...

Theresa Milstein said...

You're not the only one to use this magpie in this way. Maybe it's because we all feel we're spying on a private moment in this picture.

Matt D said...

**each of her nerve ends stand activated
she stands stellar in her langour**

I love these lines ... the whole poem is exquisite.