El Mar en Prado
Standing before Degrain, 1909
I gaze ahead at light flickers
water draws breath
my feet root
The walls m e l t
forming gothic wax piles at my ankles-
exposed
strangers’ gaits
they d i s a p p e a r into murmurs of fabrics
touching shoulders
pressing against booming space
Welling s l o w
Museo Del Prado
braces
as drums thump through flushed bodies
My eyes blink once
two oblong droplets pull
d
o
w
n
my cheeks to hang ethereal
a veil on “Jesús en el Tiberíades”
it is the sea
a thread of rheumy light, 1909
pulled from your innards
filling soft and low on canvas
You breathe out
as I breathe
in
floats
centuries upon
About the Creator
Michele Nampalli
This space is breath for my sensitivity. The poems come fully formed. I've known for quite some time now that my art is about receiving more than creation...its the most natural way I know to process my inner world. It started when I was 7.
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