Michael Gessner

Rookie - 4 Points (Michigan)

Bridge At Giverny - Poem by Michael Gessner

In pursuit of the changing subject Monet
Wanted to paint the air, the air he breathed
Inhaling images of bridges
Gold boats shimmering buildings bloated he became
A cloud among clouds over his ponds,
A reflection in a world of reflections
Imagining itself...

Imagining paint flecks in the nervous light,
Fleck after fleck, a water music, the music
Of the speech that breathes with perception
As with ether or alcohol to take the breath away
And the suggestion of the lines they make
Distorted as though day and night conspire
To take objects from a clearer sight
To place them with the unknown
In absence of both dark and bright

Reflections among surfaces, light on water
Wavering the look of the moon, the thin
Continents on which we drift,
To live the life of dimension,
A religion of surfaces, Monet's vest,
The sides of the human face, its clothing of flesh,
Looking at the sky in the ponds at Giverny
On Monet's bridge I stood moving
Among surfaces, worlds of surfaces.

(From Poem, U AL Pr.)

Comments about Bridge At Giverny by Michael Gessner

  • Rookie William F Dougherty (4/24/2012 4:08:00 PM)

    I think the Roman term was ut pictora poesis or speaking painting, maestro. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 35 Points Robert Howard (12/6/2006 8:49:00 AM)

    Written with a paint brush and a palette of richest color. Were you wearing a painter's frock and standing at an easel when you composed it?

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  • Rookie Michael Philips (3/16/2005 7:06:00 PM)

    This starts with a strong first line and remains strong throughout. Well done. And an interesting topic too. Artists almost naturally lend themselves to poetic expression. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rich Hanson (3/15/2005 9:45:00 PM)

    You've given us three very impressive poems tonight. I bring you my respect and thanks. This was my favorite of the trio. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 15, 2005

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