- Aristotle
My Magpie Tales, arrives from the depths of a windswept island, and Tess for -
The Mag
Monhegan's Schoolteacher 2004 by Jamie Wyeth
Monhegan Island
Maine
Eyes To the Window, Questing.
He's a painter by day and window gazer by night.
She's his latest subject perched behind an open window.
Yearning for the play of his hands
her nakedness invites him in.
Trembling he strokes the bareness of his brush
he knows each breath she draws
is begging him on into the might
of her heart's eager bite.
15 comments:
very nice!
Fantastic Karen! A love tale in the making. :-)
I know Aristotle was right - once upon a time.
Monhegan Island is up in my old stomping grounds. I love that too.
I don't trust painters who peer into windows. I'll have to read the rest of the story.
Exquisite poem, lovely!
Well done.
Most lovely prompt and your powerful response. I'm grateful for you in my life.
I enjoyed your emphasis on the painter, very nice, Karen.
Monhegan and the beginning of this
took we way back! Thanks!
Beautifully penned.
When I saw the image, my mind went blank...again.
Beautifully constructed. Only a poet could make the creepy peeper seem like a sympathetic soul! Perhaps I'm just misunderstanding his artistic intent.
sensual and lovely poem.
and I really appreciate Aristotles quote.
So existential , painting her into being , an act of passionate love if there ever was....
I love your take on this prompt. Last two lines were delicious!
Such a lovely thing for a lover to do... paint his love. Sometimes a woman, sometimes a red house :)
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