Friday, May 27, 2011



The Event”
cannot stop the heart
from seeing
dead ends
become
obstacles

so marks
become the pieces
of the heart
beating
the painted puzzle
pulsing

the forest
through
the trees
which clearly
he 
can see

Patricia Spreng

submitted in response to the Poetically Friday post by Brian Miller at One Stop Poetry Friday post featuring  the artistry of Chuck Close

6 comments:

  1. ...the painted puzzle
    pulsing...i love this pat - speaks of such vibrant life even in the difficulties he had to master. a brave and fascinating man - and yes - he could see - i thought the same and i think he can see with different eyes. beautifully captured

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  2. oh snap...love the painted puzzle pulsing and you closing remark...very nicely played...

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  3. I like how you compared Close's technique to the trees in the forest. Apt conclusion.

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  4. I love the last stanza especially! Great poem!

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  5. It is amazing isn't it? - as if he picked up the scattered shards of tragedy and built a cathedral with them. Your poem beautifully and succinctly captures that.

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