Picasso Poem by Frank Avon
Picasso
Rating: ★3.5
Picasso knew war,
it's what he deplored,
its horror,
its complexities,
disruption,
fragmentation
Guernica
Picasso
knew simplicity,
a few lines of hope,
a few lines - and white,
just one spring of green,
what we pray for.
Shalom
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In Picasso's drawings of doves, of which there are quite a few, the sprig is usually black, but one imagines it as green. He also has a number of doves with several colors sprinkled around them. I'm not sure that any of them has the single sprinkle of green.
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