I
did not know you
Edvard
Munch except
for
the commonplace
of
The Scream complete
with
an inflatable doll
but
I met you in this
former
power plant
that
belched electricity
to
a city of millions.
I
met you there
Edvard
Munch
and
I found a man
as
preoccupied with age
and
time as I am.
In
London, I visited the Tate Modern, which had an exhibit entitled “Edvard
Munch: The Modern Eye.”
Painting: Self-Portrait with Skeleton
Arm by Edvard Munch (1895 lithograph)
6 comments:
May your preoccupation keep you occupied with writing more poem such as this.
Oh, I love the Tate! Wish I could see this exhibition.
So glad you had a chance to see the exhibition, Glynn. There's so much more to Munch than "The Scream".
communication received
from the ghost of edvard munch
staring out through the ages
held in paint on cloth
my eyes meet his
Well. That skeleton arm is just a little bit creepy. I guess that's why I like it :).
I like what you found.
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