Welcome to day 11 of my National Poetry Month poem-a-day-project ARTSPEAK! in which I respond to images found in the online collections at the National Gallery of Art. Please join me, if you feel so inspired!
But first, please visit Buffy's Blog to see how our Progressive Poem is progressing!
This year's ARTSPEAK! theme is "Plant. Grow Eat." It was inspired by the release of my latest book FRESH DELICIOUS: Poems from the Farmers' Market.
Here are the poems so far:
"After the Fire" after Ruined Farm by Hubert Robert
"Cow at the Gate" after Landscape with Open Gate by Pieter Molijin
"I Am the Plate" after Still Life with Milk Jug and Fruit by Paul Cezanne
"Courtship (According to the Cat)" by Winslow Homer
"Courage" after Planting Corn by Stanley Mazur
"Orchard Barber Shop" after Gardener Pruning a Tree by Jacques Callot
"Gardener's Companion" after The Watering Can by Georges Seurat
"Triolet for Planting Day" after The Artist's Garden at Eragny by Camille PissarroBut first, please visit Buffy's Blog to see how our Progressive Poem is progressing!
This year's ARTSPEAK! theme is "Plant. Grow Eat." It was inspired by the release of my latest book FRESH DELICIOUS: Poems from the Farmers' Market.
Here are the poems so far:
"After the Fire" after Ruined Farm by Hubert Robert
"Cow at the Gate" after Landscape with Open Gate by Pieter Molijin
"I Am the Plate" after Still Life with Milk Jug and Fruit by Paul Cezanne
"Courtship (According to the Cat)" by Winslow Homer
"Courage" after Planting Corn by Stanley Mazur
"Orchard Barber Shop" after Gardener Pruning a Tree by Jacques Callot
"Gardener's Companion" after The Watering Can by Georges Seurat
Today's image was the first image I found when I began rounding up images on this year's theme, so I've been thinking about this little boy for a couple of weeks now. Those eyes! But, again, I didn't know what the boy could say that would be unique/original. So I started looking at the other elements of the painting. I kept coming back to that hunk of bread...
Bread's
Lament
How
am I
to
compete
with
a basket
of
fruit
so
luscious
and
sweet?
Look
how
the
plum fits
perfectly
in
the boy's
palm
–
and
I am
but
crust
and
crumb.
My
life is
nothing
but
boring –
until
the mice
come
along.
- Irene Latham
What a great painting! So glad you gave that hunk of bread a voice. Thanks for the smile today. :)
ReplyDeleteCrust and crumb. Perfect. I wonder if the bread looks forward to those mice visiting.
ReplyDeleteI never would have thought of 'crust and crumb' as bland, but one doesn't really know what others are thinking! Fun to take that voice, Irene.
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