Lois Read

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Lois Read, retired Art Teacher, began writing poems in the 1980s, has been published in The Connecticut River Review, winning a 'best in issue' for her poem Barefoot Queen. She has published two chapbooks, is preparing to publish a third.

Lois Read Poems

1.
Do Not Go Gentle (Title From Dylan Thomas)

The lone red
most ordinary tulip
in the front garden
has surprisingly mmorphed
...

2.
A Painter's Muse (A Pantoum)

She was a perfect composition sitting there
broad brown face with smile as white as lilies,
red rebozo, red pail of flowers,
skirts spread around her like an audience.
...

3.
Words

Words resound in my soul like gongs
or the bells in the Buddhist temple
where the saffron-clad boy-monk
sidled close to me on the bench
...

4.
Late April Walk

Bright blue bits of sky
assert themselves
through soft spring scrim
bell the morning
...

5.
The Peacock's Tail

Shrill whistles pierce the country calm
as peacocks flounce florescent tails.

Imprisoned in their corsets, ladies
...

Lois Read Comments

William F Dougherty 16 July 2013

The Vibrant Palette of a Poet's Mind, July 16,2013 By William F. Dougherty (West Hartford, CT United States) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME) This review is from: Breathing Color: Poems by Lois Read (Paperback) Lois Read's verbal brushwork in Breathing Color, a collection of poems that melds visual imagery, allusions to the visual arts, and the singing colors of diverse topographical or place poems, evokes the classical concept of ut picture poesis- a speaking picture. What radiates from her poems is not merely an impasto of description but the pulmonary [spiritual breath of life] processing of coloring vision. Like Arachne's singing tapestries, she hangs variegated scenes and topics from the museum of her mind- landscapes exhaled as the mood-scapes of her iridescent memory in arresting lines like the Easter event in which an angel dabs a paintbrush in liquid sunlight, swipes it against the twig-tops next to skunk cabbage: / a chartreuse shout/ in rose-brown woods. Wading into Lois Read's gallery of tones and techniques is, as she suggests in Purple Shorts, like a swim through raspberry swirls. Or to conclude, knitting diamonds of colors into Argyle Socks in Philosophy 101 that profundities do not suit everyone; that joy accrues from patterned descendants that found form as I struggled/ To be what I am not. Breathing Color is a joy of many hues.

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