The Revenant, 1949, Andrew Wyeth shared as Mag 82 |
yet he has relinquished his wait no more,
easing beyond the paled world we here see,
glides effortlessly... this reality.
For he is a shadow of yesterday,
touching upon lives now of those that may,
inhabit his world of delicate hues,
searching places where he once found his muse.
Inspirational souls that came to him,
close at heart and close to this his world's rim,
tendered moments found silently kept close,
speaking beyond the rhetoric verbose.
Never to seek the final event known,
focused as taught by NC to ill shown,
painted in 'abstraction' for depth and tone,
for seekers are lost when focus for throne.
Such was his way, to find strengths in beauty,
looking for depth, meaning in objects he,
beyond the obvious, what you would find,
giving deeper essence, this was his kind.
For always the soul lingers beyond grave,
to carry forth as the wind or the wave,
past the boundaries of this world's known rules,
to grace those left with gifts of these jewels.
© Petrina Lesko, September 2011
I have always been very fascinated with the depth in the works of Andrew Wyeth, one of the best known artists of the US in the mid 20th century. Though his work is considered predominantly to be 'realist' he considered himself to paint in more of an 'abstractionist' manner looking beyond the basic obvious meanings of simple objects and the world around him. He truly believed his works went beyond the landscape or portraits, that they expressed a deeper nuance of feeling and depth.
This week over at Magpie Tales, Tess Kincaid has offered this fine example of his work, The Revenant, as the prompt to inspire us writers and poets. Thank you Tess, for a fabulous prompt... truly inspirational.
26 comments:
Wonderful words, as always! The painting you were challenged to use as inspiration is very striking.
that soul lingering seeking walking the places that he/she found so much inspiration...nice..bkm
Gorgeous, simply gorgeous.
thankyou for your kind comment.
You have written a really super poem based on the Andrew Wyeth painting.I haven't attempted it myself as it is such a difficult one I think to do well!
the souls lingers to touch , perhaps...what joy that would be...really like taht last stanza carries a lot of weight for me...
He really does float through this lovely poem...Beautiful homage!
Christina's World has hung on my wall since the late 90's. Love it. Reminds me of Dorothy's gray world, before she was transported to Oz.
I love the hope in your last lines.
although the whole of the poem is beautiful
the 5th and the 6th stanza is wonderfully written...
i love it!
JJrod'z
Glad to see you referenced NC. Wonderful poem!
" inhabit his world of delicate hues " grabbed me, I think you really caught an important piece of Wyeth's talent. His tones are
deep and very rich- Thanks.
'the soul lingers beyond grave' - indeed!
wow! I wish I could do that. Your words and images flow.
I got your whole thought through that second stanza, Nice interpretation, thinking of the weird hues as a shadow, literally and figuratively.
Exquisite!
Your poem was wonderfully done! I enjoyed it, and your blog, very much!
Adds life to a silent painting.
That was amazing and in my top 5 faves so far!
such a great homage to the painter
Your last stanza makes an impression on me Petrina; I do believe it's true:
For always the soul lingers beyond grave,
to carry forth as the wind or the wave,
Awesome!
Loved it!
an elusive world lurks
Your knowlege of art is amazing....the poem is truly beautiful! :-)
artistic and lovely magpie.
Enjoyed your Magpie ... especially how you brought his father into it.
You definitely went beyond the obvious with this. Wonderful poem. Thank you.
a wonderful tribute ~ stunning!
What a great job you've done on this piece. The flow was lulling.
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