Sculpture

Every fold and twist in the cold steel tells a visual story,
Iron muscles and limbs claim a space,
So that eyes linger along the sinuous path,
Hands feel the rigid grace of the pitted surface,
Sensing movement pounded in tightly,
Captured by a hammer that rings and echoes relentlessly in a hot dusty forge.

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Comment by Beryl Stockman on January 1, 2009 at 4:53pm
Happy New Year to you too Ari! I'm glad you like the poem, and many thanks for your suggestions. I am very interested in combining words and images, and will try and work on the idea.

Beryl
Comment by Ari Rapo on December 28, 2008 at 1:47pm
Hello Beryl! Thanks for the stunning poem! It is, indeed, very good idea to get here more poems. Poems will do some kind of dialogue with photos. And why not publish some exhibition with the power of text & image? :)
Happy New Year!

regards Ari

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