The music
of your tongue is sweet,
flattering–
yet I re
main unmoved, quite resistant
to the tiresome songs

you string with
vague glittering charm.
A flashy
pointlessness
can be pleasant, amusing–
but rapidly fades

into the
redundancy of
easily
forgotten
old news.—May I direct you
this way, to the door?

Colleen provided the above painting, Portrait of Lady Agnew of Lochnaw by John Singer Sargent, as an ekphrastic prompt this week for Tanka Tuesday. Bjorn’s prompt at dVerse to use an AI tool had me consulting the Random Word Generator–I realized Jane had not posted one this week, so I generated the words below to choose from.

It led me in a direction I would not have thought of on my own, which is the point I think.

As to the collage–as you may have read in a previous post, I’m in the process of archiving all of my art–50+ years of it. This has led to quite a few surprises. It seems I did a group of abstract door collages in 1983–who knew? Not me, that’s for sure. The colors of this one work well with Sargent’s painting I think.