05-14-2013, 11:44 AM
I'm a painter. For a time, painting was my voice more than my words could be and others could connect with me this way. Other artists "speak" to me this way- even painters long since dead. But there's something transcendental and a nuance of passion/inspiration I also wish to covey. Maybe that's why it comes across as confusing or vague. It also has to do with the lasting impression we have on each other.
I think my title was a mistake, and after all of your input that came clear. I've reworked it with your insights in mind and appreciate the feedback each of you provided.
An Artist's Wake
She was an artist
more than she knew;
it wasn't just her lipstick, or
her blood running through
that colored the canvas-
painted in you.
I think my title was a mistake, and after all of your input that came clear. I've reworked it with your insights in mind and appreciate the feedback each of you provided.
An Artist's Wake
She was an artist
more than she knew;
it wasn't just her lipstick, or
her blood running through
that colored the canvas-
painted in you.