Tenacity of Lace
BARELY OCTOBER - Musings #80
WEDDING TALK - Musings #79
CHECKING BAGGAGE Musings #78
BELOW THE SURFACE Musings #77
Musings #76 -The Model and Her Artist (Mainstreet Rag)
Musings #75 - Notwithstanding (Plainsongs)
Musings #74 - Dare I Speak of Heaven? (published in Roanoke Review)
Musings #73 - An Affinity for Place (published in POEM)
Musings # 72 - Edge of Empathy (published in POEM)
Musings # 71 - Day Folds Into Night (published in POEM)
STILL LIFE WITH HORSE
after Abundance, painted by Chuck Ceraso
She could resist the still lifes
of fruit painted plum, true red,
and zesty lemon. But in one –
the artist had set a statue of a horse
among the fruit and flowers
blooming in a blue vase.
The warm light falling just so evokes
memories of the Aegean, Bucephalus,
the great Greek’s war horse, and plentiful love.
Craving overtakes her.
she has to possess this.
But where would she hang it?
Next to its vibrancy, everything else
in the house looks dated,
in need of a fresh coat of paint.
Above the bed? In the night,
the horse would come to her.
She’d stroke his muscled shoulders,
taste the pulp and juice, fragrant
petals falling on her cheeks and breasts –
and never be able to get to sleep.