Anywho.
I'm in an unusually good mood- this morning I had Art Club, which I love, and I'm not feeling sick anymore like I was yesterday, and I even edited a little last night- I KNOW. And I still somehow got to bed early.
So, I've been looking for a poem in my poetry collection to match my good mood. But all my poems are angsty! Argh! I'm never in a good mood! I wanted to post my whimsical poem, 'The Queen's Ball', BUT I'M NOT FEELING WHIMSICAL, I'M FEELING HAPPY.
So finally I found two poems about my favoritest subject, art history. Here you go: one about Gothic architecture and one about Renaissance artists.
Architecture
Vasari would condemn me
For I really should not creep
Past the tiptoe-border of the year fourteen-hundred
Bramante and Brunelleschi follow the rules
And Santo Spirito’s walls stay grounded.
But I cannot help but wander to a world
Where color and light are fused
Titian would understand, I think-
With the passionate reds he used.
Stone is transcended into what the sun makes
For the world of scholars today
For the soaring spirituality of Gothic architecture
Is where I sinfully stray.
1509- Raphael smiles-
1194- Gargoyles leer.
1550- Palladio’s composition
Makes no comparison to Notre-Dame, here.
Higher and higher I soar
Through the stained glass windows pour
A world where I would rather be
I’d rather have an orchestra play
And sing with my heart as I fly through the world
Yes, ‘tis true, this is what I see.
The Figures of Raphael
The figures of Raphael
Are elegant and delicate
Flowing across the beautiful landscape
Their features glow warmly
Beautifying all around them
Like flowers in a heavenly garden,
They take their place in the lovely art
Of the centuries.
But you do not recall to me
The figures of Raphael.
To me,
you are painted by Michelangelo
Strong, intense,
And powerful
The mark made is cut deep
Into the soul of those who come near
Light shines out
Blinding all who can see
The intensity and power
Hidden in thee.
OK, G2G, French is starting! Bye!
-magic*esi
The Figures of Raphael
A poem comparing a subject to figures in paintings
“To me,
you are painted by Michelangelo
Strong, intense,
And powerful
The mark made is cut deep
Into the soul of those who come near”
December 2010
Architecture
A poem comparing the spirit of life to Gothic architecture
“But I cannot help but wander to a world
Where color and light are fused
Titian would understand, I think-
With the passionate reds he used.”
December 2010
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