Your portrait epitomises affluence
a Bloch possession depicting yet another possession
you, Adele
with your tell-tale choker
awkward wrists
and personality immolated by wealth.
What elaborate compromises must have transpired.
What jewels, furs and trinkets
changed hands.
Did you bowerbird, intent on display
compulsively rearrange
those purchases that amounted to:
a coloured shard
an iridescent butterfly wing?
Were you lured by the court of flimsiest twigs
did you waltz willingly in?
Bourgeois Madonna
self-indulgent icon with orgiastic lips
Latin-dark hair.
A vision decorated in low relief
worthy of worship
the golden calf for which the Israelites melted bracelets, earrings, necklaces...
teeth?
No, that would come later.
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Art
PoetryI want to use this collection to feature some of the art which has had an impact on me. We'll see what transpires.
