Tuesday, November 27, 2012

FRIDA'S CHAIR.......(Frida Khalo)

this is how it ended-
me sitting in my chair
while the windows shatter,
my body shining with amnion,
flashes of lightning.

and the glass keeps on breaking
as I slip out of my body.

my life  prances  on the rough surface
where plaster cracks.

the sky opens
and I fly out on fire.

rain enters me like nails.  I have a vapour scarf.

I sit erect as the moon's beams hold me.

ice,  you are a frozen wedding-dress
I slide over my head, welcoming  my death.

I wear you dearly as I ignite-
       don't let me come back.

........having just returned from Mexico City and spening time at Frida Khalo's house/studio...inspired by her and Diego Rivera




22 comments:

Brian Miller said...

dang..cinematic....and what a way to go out....nice intensity wayne...

ReBelle said...

You captured her suffering well.

Lolly said...

Yes, this is a seriously intense piece. It's different in a brilliant way. I love the perspective. Great!

Other Mary said...

Brilliant!

Nimue said...

this was fantastic !
I was hooked ..

Jinksy said...

An intriguing set of images to set our minds whirling... :)

Wander said...

Liked your direction:-)

Dave King said...

This is my type of poem for sure. I could read stuff like this all day. Marvelous. Thanks a million.

Lydia said...

the sky opens
and I fly out on fire.

rain enters me like nails.


Those are my favorite lines in this powerful poem (we both saw it as a death chair, of sorts). Very intense but so satisfying. Likelikelikelikelike!

Laurie Kolp said...

Wow... amazing, Wayne.

izzy said...

Great! (-love some of Freda-)I really
enjoy the middle of this- Thanks!

daydreamerdreams said...

Very intense and I love the wedding dress in there :)

Mary said...

Wow, nice write. I also envy you having the opportunity to see Frida Kahlo's studio!!

Tess Kincaid said...

I'm so envious! I would love to visit her place..."ice, you are a frozen wedding dress" especially struck me...a most excellent write, Wayne...

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Wow--I don't know your work, but I must say that I loved this!

Linda said...

Wow! You have certainly captured the fire inspired flavors of Mexico in this poem. I love the active play-by-play of your death experience. There is such a vital spirit guiding you through. A fantastic and moving experience and I thank you for sharing this, Wayne.

Helena said...

Simply sparking! Loved the intensity here!

Tumblewords: said...

What an experience that must have been. Your poem is full of energy and the unknown as it becomes part of the now.

brenda w said...

The inspiration served you well, Wayne. Your use of language to evoke image is strong.

Chris Lawrence said...

A brilliant piece also sent a request on facebook all the best

Bee's Blog said...

A fantastic inspiration which obviously had a marked effect to enable you to write such a fascinating piece. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.

Dick Jones said...

This captures the ambivalent passions that dominated Kahlo's life and work. A nice piece, Wayne!