Brian Purdy

Rookie - 0 Points (28.09.48 / Belleville, Ontario)

The Departure (After Max Beckmann) - Poem by Brian Purdy

in a barge
whose prow is a lion's
head, the king departs
for byzantium. he wears
an iron helmet, shaped
like an ice-cream cone
a grave expression
tattooed upon his eye-lids.
above his party
the sky is cloudless
the sea improbably
blue. a yellow-haired child
squirms in a dark-haired
woman's arms, the narrow shape
of a second crown
cut out against the azure.
the king, a vigorous
war-like old man, together with
the son & heir who kicks
in his mother's arms
is today departing
on a sea
improbably blue
beneath a cloud
less sky. departing
for byzantium, they say.

Comments about The Departure (After Max Beckmann) by Brian Purdy

  • Rookie - 146 Points Scotty Dogg (1/12/2012 9:03:00 PM)

    Sweet man! You do write poems! A lot of imagery going on here, and a story to boot. Loved it! S (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, January 13, 2012

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