evaluate love’s edges of
estimate the length of
judge shadow depth of
ardor in each new arena
be aware of ceremony,
private in a crowd of
where brave costumes
paint stark nakedness
beware soft warm mouths
that speak barb-ed words…
watch from framing stands
a ritual catharsis where torn
of resolve–flutters banners of
defeat in a final agony of
spilled lust and love
Artwork by Pablo Picasso
27 thoughts on “a Picasso kind of love”
This is just absolutely beautiful.
You are most kind to say so. Thank you.
Well…thank you, Ward. I always welcome your comments.
i love this! You have captured some of the cubist angles here, and added some of your own sharp edges.
I’m pleased you read that in it, Susan. Sincerely, thank you. )
I’ve always (there’s that word) looked askance at Picasso. He seemed to ride on the cusp of culture…more adept than the common manipulators. I look at Guernica in wonder but then … he seemed so fond of the game. Maybe I’m wrong about the guy but there you have it…
This one is toughened bread Bonnie…expertly sliced to matter.
What I mean to say is….whew! You continue to surprise me!
Thank you, Jana. I share your observations and sense in him compelling attitude. )
I keep reading your poem over again. It is a sweet piece of poetry, raw and lustful full of jagged edges made smooth by intent. >KB
What a delightful way to describe it, KB! Ever grateful. Smiles.
I see now; I see …
I don’t see…what you mean, yet I’m happy for your comments, m lewis redford. )
… how Picasso saw: ‘… angles…test certain edges … deflowered expectations…brave costumes paint nakedness…’; I saw all of those paintings (that I never really ‘get’ – but they’re famous, so I look at them often) and now I see they were a ‘cross-section’ of emotion, of love; I can see that now …
Oh…that’s so good!!! Don’t forget some macho attitude, either. Smiles.
As daring as the inspiration. I look forward to more.
Grateful thanks, MW. Smile.
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nice post….thank you for sharing his words with us….and this piece of Picasso is….let’s simply replay your words:)
Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Thinking…Picasso might not have written those words, yet his painting conveys them to me. Smiles.
Ho wow….beautiful words around that painting! Congrats!!! And thank you even more😉
Thank you, kind reader.
I’m not familiar with this lithograph though Picasso was a prolific artist who produced thousands of pieces of art of all kinds. Still, I think you captured his fascination with bullfights, juxtaposing the physicality of the sport with the battleground that is sometimes the playing field of lovers. I think Hemingway embraced a similar POV – the blood sport of bullfights, the blood sport of love. And all to fantastic Segovia guitar.
Thank you, Sharon. Since I write almost every poem before I look for an illustration of some kind, I was delighted to find it. The poem sounded like he painted.