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DISTURBING THE ARTIST
(After watching some of
the painting of The Hall
of Illusion by Edward Povey)
Disturbing the Artist: Project
You have been warned
Don’t talk to artist
don’t ask him where to
begin or the names of
those soldiers, you know
never saw home again.
Breathe quietly here
behind him, hungry
for any story that isn’t
yours. Search for the
agony in faces you know
will betray your form.
Who isn’t drawn to fire?
you ask the heartbeat
in your womb, pouring
your life over his shoulder
knowing he won’t look back.
(Previously published in Seventh Quarry Poetry Journal)
Disturbing the Artist: Text
Disturbing the Artist: Text
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