Georgia O’Keefe’s version
The Red Poppy
The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the first of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.
Louise Gluck
Very nice. Thank you!
Roger
Very in your face. I like it.
Absolutely gorgeous and moving – so fragile! G
Lovely poem, especially with one of my favorite O’Keefe paintings that I posted once on my blog, just by itself. I’m trying my hand at poetry, very beginner level, so thanks for the inspiration.
IV,
It’s an exquisite poem IMHO. And good luck with your sojourn in that rag and bone shop…
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