Ars Gratia Artis Poem by Steve Howard
Ars Gratia Artis
Off to the museum of art we go,
with she in front and me in tow.
Absorb some culture, see the show!
She stands before some framed mish mash,
that seems to me a plate of
hash.
"Look closely at this painting
dear,
do you see deep meaning here? "
I stand and gaze professorial
style,
with stifled laughter, stifled
smile.
I poke my finger in the air,
with a critical look, and a critical flair.
"It's the product of a masters hand.
Primordial dawn in a primordial land.
The offering of some cosmic mind,
chaos complete, yet well defined.
The music of a soul in pain,
yet a symphony of sweet refrain.
A vison of perdition's maw.
Or perhaps he simply couldn't draw.
Look closely at this painting and find deep meaning. Museum has preserved many wonders for us. This poem is very brilliantly and humorously penned...10
Love art critics..all in the eye of the beholder..Steve has given it word for word..
Thanks for your very kind critique Kumarmani Mahakul. I appreciate it.
Ohhhhhh...i like this one Steve...i can just picture the whole situation...and all of it's elegant artsy flair! LOL! You sir, can write!
Thanks very much. Dr. Tony Brahnin. I appreciate your kind remarks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 3:24:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's the product of a masters hand. Primordial dawn in a primordial land. The offering of some cosmic mind, or perhaps he could not draw...... very fine, i smiled at the last sentence.... thankyu for bringing us to such a conclusion. tony