'Barely Possible' Poems - Poem by Douglas Scotney
1: To What Purpose?
Humorous representations of life
(not the barely possible,
like Baudelaire's labouring skeletons)
bear not just farce
but unjust resignation
in the face
of there being no guarantee
we won't live for eternity.
After looking through Ken's catalogue
it seems barely possible
that I picked out as my favourite
the indistinct 2x3cm,
black and white reproduction
of Cezanne's V.801
already knowing it from a 21x16 colour reproduction
I have in my 'The Complete Paintings of Cezanne'
but not looked at for years.
But there you have it.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Cezanne's 'Monte Sainte Victoire: Plain with Houses and Trees'
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You