Elusive Poem by gershon hepner

Elusive



When moods and meanings are elusive,
the reason often is because we hide
our feelings, hoping this will be conducive
to fooling people that there is a side
of us that's well worthwhile exploring,
though usually there's none, we just delude
ourselves and others that we are not boring,
elusively concealing our bad mood.

Inspired by Holland Cotter's article on an exhibition of Venetian Renaissance sculpture at the National Gallery of Art in Washington DC ('Mysterious Moods, Elusive in Marble, ' NYT, July 10,2009) . Cotter writes:

All these figures are part of a light, tiny, luxuriant show called 'An Antiquity of Imagination: Tullio Lombardo and Venetian High Renaissance Sculpture.' And if their messages and moods feel elusive, well, they are.


7/12/09

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