gershon hepner

(5 3 38 / leipzig)

muse and centaur


He says that she is his muse,
she declares he is her mentor;
the former’s cognomen is Cruz,
the latter’s Almodóvar, center
of her artistic life, director
of her best movies, their embraces
shown not on screens by a projector,
but promontories in private places,
collaboration of Penel-
ope and Pedro paradigm
of poetry whose words excel
by pivoting their prose on rhyme.

Charlie Rose interviewed Penelope Cruz in a segment of “60 Minutes” on January 17,2010. She declared that Pedro Almodóvar had called her his muse, declaring that he was her mentor.

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Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2010
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