The King of Cats, 1935, Balthus
I sense the smile in the air
I swear it’s here
with chant: ‘every day
in every way I get better
and better’
in limbo turns weightless
it freely surrounds
not to offend
never gaudy, it paints
self portrait
briefly on papers
out of shape
my wrists still bend
outstretched
to grip for the whip
to strain the will, but
submissively tumble
when see it's flying
all arguments are fading
in the moonlit strut.
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Love the chant, I should use it for my diet, 'every day I get slimmer and slimmer!'.
ReplyDeleteNice work!
ReplyDeleteI love how portrait painting can be such a caricature of the model. Often they cannot see it for themselves, the mirror is their worst enemy.
ReplyDeleteha. love the way the words play with each other...cool sound to this one...and that is the power of the moon as well...smiles.
ReplyDeleteEvery day one can sure choose to go further at their bay
ReplyDeleteSome cool wordplay in here......love the moonlit strut..........
ReplyDeleteto stick to reality and truthfulness and grip the whip when needed is sometimes so difficult because of the circumstances....very nice lines...
ReplyDeleteSelf portraits tend to bend the paper of memory out of shape?! Neat Mag...
ReplyDeleteWe must we must get a little better everyday..i think that is a fine chant! Lovely words humbird
ReplyDeleteI especially like the images, and your closing, very enlightening.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea that all arguments fade in the moonlit strut. Would be nice if this always held true. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteNow I'm thinking of the beast master walking under the moonlight... I like it.
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the end is lovely, the arguments fading...
ReplyDelete"every day / in every way I get better / and better" - I am not sure I do but I love the sentiment!
ReplyDeleteMoonlit strut... great phrase to augment the image!
ReplyDeleteexcellent!
ReplyDeleteThat moonlit strut is awesome, thanks.
ReplyDeleteMust have been the sillken whip that drove you to these poetic heights, well sone, Hum '
ReplyDeleteWell done!
ReplyDeleteI like the strutting moon.
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