Ph: Life: My Mother's Art - New Eyes Comments

favorite lines so far: “Roof lines never to long or short, you are with her, Mountains exactly where God put them, Though not strictly photographic, as if aware of her gaze, And truly wanting to look their best for …. the Artist.” (but add another “o” to 4th word in first line of above lines) (I’m adding the “o” when I send it to the showcase; so THERE! }. as for: “Did my mother wreck me, did she draw me into coral reefs Of her imagination like a siren might a forlorn sailor. I leave that for you to judge, my reader, my friend, my lover, ” I’ll go so far as to admit I’m a friend to you, and a reader of yours from time to time, BUT i’ll never be your lover, as much as you’ve pleaded. as for you being a “wreck”, the jury is still out. I’ll get this into the August showcase ASAP (before I change my mind) , the second one you sent me [with the new title “Night Vison”] looks like it will squeak by with ‘not much more than” 24 lines. I’ll check it out later. thanks for sharing. bri :)

Ars longa, vita brevis Hippocrates. Your mum might have been a great artist although she could not rise to fame like Da vinci and co. However, art lives even when the artist dies. Today I know you can appreciate her works fully while you equally register your name in the world of poetry. May your mum's soul rest in perfect peace. Nicely written!