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Perspective of Palm Trees -- To "Woman Playing the Violin by the Window" by Henri Matisse (1921) A river of floral hues flows The flowers are red A song sung by the river is with no beat No beat A woman holds a bow in her hand Violin bow A coconut is being divided in half loudly agape Cell division takes place sparked by the indigo sky Outside of the clean-cut window contoured in deep yellow Loo..

Dark Eyes -- To "Woman With Violin" by Henri Matisse (1923) The desk with scorched-rice-water color The violin bow is whipping me Excessive finger exercise A break from finger exercise Becoming bigger and bigger are the woman's eyes Scorched-rice-water color Pupil dilation The paintings of dilated pupils are piling up on the wall The body of the violin vanishes And the universe the entire univer..

Between April and May Now I am learning how to speak with ease. It's amazing to see the travesty of language explode utterly helpless, when sleep-talk drops with a thump during the sleep like a decaying petals at the dawn of April. April is lithe. I can't stand the reckless green's power raising her head after a while, with an amiable look now. The nerve tissue hidden inside my unwholesome cereb..

Book and Parasol -- To "Reading Woman with Parasol" by Henri Matisse (1921) Look at the sky blue, jade green Of my wide-brimmed hat rolling on the grass The military green and navy blue parasol shields from UV rays The scent of peach wafts from your face In the V shaped space spread frontally in the T shirt In the book leaves, book leaves, a thick necklace sways Note on Muse: I took it for grant..

Backbone --- to the 'Naked Woman' in Henri Matisse's painting (1949) With eyes closed, I see better The bold lines Spring wind, summer wind, much more tender With bare flesh, bare skin The fundamental principal tightly covered When bent, it protrudes a little With no concern for front or back The right and left are in the middle of a mix-up With an invisible force, while we are In the middle of ..

Brown Desk -- To the “Woman before the Aquarium” by Henri Matisse (1921) A desk where a woman leans her body Brown with a touch of eggshell beige, eyes open Or closed. Brown. The deep breaths of four fish Round and smooth like balls Five pinecones with thick, layered scales A desk where the five pinecones lean to one side A sea-blue column of water Soaring above her head A white, opal-colored ce..

Sheet Music -- To the “Woman at the Piano” by Henri Matisse (1924) Tumbleweeds rolling about in the desert Delicate fingerprints, eyeglass lenses Slipped-off panties Sheet music is an animal The sound of a single note ringing out Running horses, horse’s mane I see invisible fingers blend well together Sitting comfortably on the piano bench The woman reading sheet music Note on Muse: The posture ..

“Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.” -- Abraham Lincoln We cannot really discern the true character of a tree. We can only perceive it through the shadow it casts. Shakespeare alluded to this idea through the character of MacBeth: “Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player...” Similarly, we can only observe a per..

Pearl Necklace -- To the 'Woman Seated before a Black Background' in Matisse’s painting (1942) Pearl beads wander around, afloat. In Y shapes, Y shapes. Your neck’s front chills. In the dark, many parentheses are hiding. They stay still, soon to start moving. Note on Muse: Often, texts resemble signals, and we tend to be more drawn to visual sensations than abstract ones. Seeing is believing! Oh..

Warmth It's not your shape that seduces me. It's the colors you generate purposely that enter my soul seamlessly. You’re a bundle of light seeking a place to rest like a clarinet’s low resounding sound. Note on Muse: I am told that a simple statement can tug at the heartstrings. I am not familiar with how to hand the length of time, long or short. Maybe this is because I am mindful that, if the ..