Pop goes the weasel goes the world out
the world reeking of
weasel out of it
I missed the window for the dVerse Pop Art prompt from Victoria last week, but I had an idea for it and I wanted to follow through. I also wanted to try a Lewis Carroll Square Poem, which I saw on Paul’s Poetry Playground recently. My attempt is far from perfect, but it’s a start, and the fact that it doesn’t completely make sense seems appropriate.
I don’t agree with the designation for the most of the artists Victoria found that were listed as pop artists (Kurt Schwitters? Jasper Johns? Rauschenberg? has the person who made that list looked at their art?) but Andy Warhol certainly falls into that category. My digital art, above, is inspired by his work. I used to dismiss him, but his art is wider and deeper than just the soup cans or iconic repeated images. And all his imitators prove that it’s harder to do than it looks.
tree branches brush the sky–brooms of
green and gold
cloud dust out of reach—billows
following the wind
in westward waves that transcribe the
by the last traces of sun–
the shadows deepen
into shapes that mingle, become
lost in each
remnants of the day yielding
to sudden darkness
Frank at dVerse asked us to write poems with descriptive detail, that “motivates the reader to remember the poem and read it again.” This made me realize how little I use descriptive detail as a poetic device.
I’m not even sure what I wrote really qualifies, but it’s closer than most of my work. And I also realized this kind of poetry is very hard to illustrate, at least the way I illustrate my poems. I dug into my archives and combined a watercolor and some monoprints I did a few years ago to try to get the same feeling. You can see the components above and below.