Saturday, January 14, 2012
Poetics: Monkey Nipples & Angels
What beauty is this, the body?
A temple, ransacked by rabid weasels.
She cups a breast, fingering an ochre nipple
with a chipped half painted nail, asking herself silent
What was it they said in Virginia Woolf?
made them giggle in English class, but now
gnarled, gummed by hungry mouths, uneven
& lower, thighs once, spider vein cracked canvases
hips that cradled children, the chalice,
Newton's law has spoiled the apple sauce
Eye to eye, she looks for any glimpse
of the girl that turned heads and more,
is this the volume Botero sought,
as he painted,
tangible in every way?
no. No. NO. NO.
I think he saw her, even in ways she was unwilling,
beyond the fortune teller fool's gold found
in the lies of the mirror, sold silicone illusions
or brays of ignorant jackasses
upon leaving the bathroom she will cook breakfast,
pack lunches, tote kids off to school, kiss her spouse
on the cheek, fold clothes, wash dishes until fingers wrinkle,
go to work, then come home to cook & clean
but when exhaustion sets in and her eyelids no longer refrain,
she dreams lacquered wood floors, room upon room,
and a bench where she sits
looks up and sees this painting, really sees this painting
for the first time.
At dVerse Poets today, Victoria has a wonderful art prompt prepared for us. We are hanging our pens on paintings by the artist that rendered this painting. Poetics opens at 3 pm EST today.
Process Note: Virginia Woolf refers to the play Who is afraid of Virginia Woolf by Edward Albee. I still have my copy from Senior English class. The title of this piece comes from there as well.
"I was in there having a beer one night, and I saw "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" scrawled in soap, I suppose, on this mirror. When I started to write the play it cropped up in my mind again. And of course, who's afraid of Virginia Woolf means who's afraid of the big bad wolf . . . who's afraid of living life without false illusions. And it did strike me as being a rather typical, university intellectual joke." ~Edward Albee