Images
Icons of such early memory
Representatives of a faith not met
A toddler's awe at color
Seen from a stroller prison.
Rome from my mother's view
Her agenda imprinted
On to my memories
Cathedrals and ruins.
St. Peters and the Spanish Steps
Fettuccine at Al Fredos
Italian ice at the coliseum
An artist born?
Or shaped by those early images?
J. Binford-Bell
December 2010
Representatives of a faith not met
ReplyDeleteA very telling phrase with which many would agree...
I loved this. The 'Rome from my mother's view' shifted the focus of the poem for me in an interesting way.
ReplyDeleteExcellent.
"An artist born? Or shaped by those early images?"
ReplyDeleteNature vs. nurture? What matter, as long as you turn out excellent writing...
awesome magpie.
ReplyDeletelove the elements of places and figures
in your tale.
I agree with Berowne - however it happened, the resulting artistry is wonderful! Great poem and great paintings as well!
ReplyDeleteWonderful writing!
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Yes, the artist was shaped by those early images. Love the stroller prison. Nice piece, Jacqui.
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your most kind comments.
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This is sensational. Interesting through your mother's eyes.
ReplyDeleteThe talent was always there - the images developed it.
Interesting and thoughtful - enjoyed it!
ReplyDeleteshaped by those early images
ReplyDeleteAren't we all?