Sweet Cherry Bacchanal (1919)
Remember back, in February, I wrote about a couple of challenges I was using as an excuse for staying indoors and out of the rain? Here are the results - one today and one tomorrow.
For the Off The Rails Arthouse exhibition on People Eating, the challenge was to write a poem in response to a selection of photographs. I was immediately drawn to this one -
Sweet Cherry Bacchanal (1919)
three
perching
on careful cushions
mime
eating cherries
two
sculpted
upright as trees
Adam's rib's
ribs encased in corsetry
whale's bones
on a dry-as hill
one
splayed
head thrown back
pale forearms bared
cherry-picking memories
of arm-flung comrades
in mud
one
unseen
behind the camera
the fourth of the revels
Banquo at the feast
in that year like a poem
to Janus
(And tomorrow, something completely different ...)
2 Comments:
This is a stunning evocation, the description, the conjecture, the reality of what old photos give. Wonderful!
Inspiring stuff, Joan.
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