Thursday, August 13, 2009

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A beautiful still life by Rosemary Sexton's friend Zena.
Who could resist such a painting.
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Zena's Truth

I am the plum
inside the apple-plum confection.

I am the word unspoken.

I am the glow beneath
the white rose petal, above its shadow.

I am the sound
between the black and white keys

where the painters live

who paint koi
in the flow of cool water.


5 comments:

  1. The poem and the beautiful painting complement each other. Awesome.Silvia

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  2. I agree with Silvia. This poem is lovely and so celebrates Zena - her quiet personality, humor, depth of feeling, painting skills, musical talent ...even her love of travel and the beach. It's all there - and your words flow so delightfully. It is awesome!

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  3. The words of the poem bring the painting to life. Simply beautiful.

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  4. This is one of those quiet epiphanies we all strive for as writers and so rarely reach . . . what a beautiful moment you've captured here.
    Karen

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  5. I'm glad you all like this painting and poem. What great but simple pleasures we have in life.

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