Tableaux Vivants

art poetry and life

Poem

 

The snowflakes fluttered down amongst the glassed-in saplings
in the middle of the boxy concrete monument to color and swirling forms
how within the cold we had somehow found the most majestic summer in the countryside
as I followed you from room to room
under the auspices of Van Gogh, Picasso, Renoir, Monet
things felt for two years experienced now far away from Paris
scenes from a life
imagined as tableaux vivants

 

more by KRISTEN GREEN

photograph by Federica Campanaro

 

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