Marcel Duchamp, "Portrait (Dulcinea)," 1911
She walks along the avenue all day
Silent, determined and aloof is she
About her, gossips have too much to say
They speculate about who she must be:
"A widow, in grief's grey procession lost?"
"A prostitute, in search of sinful gain?"
"A mad pilgrim, counting toward Pentecost?"
"A flaneur fair, strolling her own domain?"
All stupid, salacious speculation
It swarms about her, powerless to sting
Thanks to Cervantes' imagination
This enigma in me a bell does ring
An angel's whispered prayer is thy name
Dulcinea, you put others to shame
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (4)
This has such flow and movement to it that really mirrored the artwork! Dynamic!
Gossip is so vicious. Loved your poem!
Another phenomenal piece!
Proud to be the first to "like" this and comment. Stupendous, as always. I really enjoy your work!