The Lovers’ Chronicle 4 April – paintin’ – art by Maurice de Vlaminck – verse by Maya Angelou

Dear Zazie,

Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag.

Rhett

The Lovers’ Chronicle

Dear Muse,

not sure of the origin
it began as a fictional
story in 2016
“You like telling stories”
i do, one of the reasons
i enjoy poetry is because
every poem is a micro-story
“Even the ones that appear
to be random words tossed
in a bowl and poured on the page”
ha, yes even those
“So tell me a story”
come lay in my arms
and i will paint for you
with words a place
where we can flourish
and nothin’ else matters

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came here
to recover
to seek

you ask if i will write
and i agree because
it is somethin’
i can do
for you

when it gets darker,
the words seem to float
through the gloamin’

i am not thinkin’ at all
just movin’ the pen,
grabbin’, releasin’ words

continuin’ to heal

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need to sleep
but i want to write
one more for you
on this canvas,
two comin’ together
in the night creatin’
somethin’ neither
had before
a vague understandin’
comin’ clear only now
of wantin’, bein’ more
the way it feels
i know you know
it can only be this

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do you tire
of me goin’ on like this
of paintin’ these pictures
of all that you mean
either shinin’, or strugglin’
your way through your day
verse, all that matters
and this brave,
startlin’ truth
it costs all we are
and will ever be
yet it is only this
which sets us free

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need sleep
but i want to write
one more for you
you have that
and more comin’

to what purpose
to return, when
it was effortless
the strokes sure
confident
when capturin’
color and light
were all that mattered

the way it felt
i know you know

come, shall we go

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an affair of the mind
to be real, it must be
paint as you feel
as you think

instinct, need
so opportunely
purifies

curious, complex
paint, as a way
to understand

feel and it suffices
to inspire
there is but one way
of understandin’
entirely
in the present
an absinthe
whose strength
only the sensual
can stand

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been here a week
this time
came home
to change
to get back

she asks if i will paint
and i agree because
it is somethin’
i can do

she watches,
without speakin’
as i try to capture
the light

when it gets darker,
the paint seems to float
through the gloamin’
i am not thinkin’ at all
just movin’ the brush,
grabbin’ and releasin’ color,
slowly beginnin’ to heal

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Self portrait

Self portrait

Today is the birthday of Maurice de Vlaminck (Paris 4 April 1876 – 11 October 1958 Rueil-la-Gadelière); painter.  He is considered one of the principal figures in the Fauve movement, a group of modern artists who from 1904 to 1908 were united in their use of intense colour.

In 1894 he married Suzanne Berly. The turning point in his life was a chance meeting on the train to Paris towards the end of his stint in the army. Vlaminck, then 23, met an aspiring artist, André Derain, with whom he struck up a lifelong friendship. When Vlaminck completed his army service in 1900, the two rented a studio together, the Maison Levanneur, which now houses the Cneai, for a year before Derain left to do his own military service. In 1902 and 1903 he wrote several mildly pornographic novels illustrated by Derain. He painted during the day and earned his livelihood by giving violin lessons and performing with musical bands at night.

He married his second wife, Berthe Combes, with whom he had two daughters.

Gallery

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Au bar

Au bar

The Seine at Chatou, 1906 The Met

The Seine at Chatou, 1906 The Met

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Barges on the Seine (Bateaux sur la Seine), 1905-06, oil on canvas, 81 x 100 cm, Pushkin Museum, Moscow

Le bassin à Chatou (White Sailboat at Chatou), 1907, oil on canvas, 60.2 x 73.7 cm, private collection

Town on the Bank of a Lake, c.1909, oil on canvas, 81.3 x 100.3 cm, Hermitage Museum, Saint Petersburg

Le pont de Poissy, c.1910, oil on canvas, 46.4 x 54.9 cm

Village, c.1912, oil on canvas, 73.7 x 92.1 cm (29 x 36 1/4 in.), Art Institute of Chicago

 

mayaAngelou_at_Clinton_inauguration_(cropped_2)Today is the birthday of Maya Angelou (born Marguerite Annie Johnson; St. Louis April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014 Winston-Salem); poet, memoirist, and civil rights activist.

You were a precious pearl
How I loved to see you shine,
You were the perfect girl.
And you were mine.
For a time.
For a time.
Just for a time.

  • “Just for a Time”

I have need of a friend.

There is one and only one
who will give the air
from his failing lungs
for my body’s mend.

And that one is my love.

  • “Many and More”

Love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.
A Brave and Startling Truth.

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