Each-Yayoi Kusama.

[alfredo]

Smooth pebbles revealed
through crystal waters
that carry scores
of spinning silver balls.
Moved by some secret current;
a subtle distant whirlpool.
Each reflecting off the other
–ad infinitum.
Each action a gentle reaction.
Revolving but still;
capturing the surrounds
in grey spherical images
Interconnected, web-like
with minimal interaction;
each a mirror to the other,
the other, the other..….



www.visualarts.qld.gov.au/content/apt2002_standard.asp?name=APT_Artists_Yayoi_Kusama

www.galeriepieceunique.com/infoframes/kusama5.htm

An attempt to describe Narcissus Garden by Yayoi Kusama.
A Japanese painter obsessed with repetition, pattern, and accumulation. Also novelist-poet. Suffers Depersonalisation Syndrome.

[MichaelFirewalker]

do you think maybe the images in your description might be a bit too sacred and pristine to denigrate/disturb with those last two lines?----I enjoyed the description of the pool, and usually, I love shock endings like you have in those last lines----but in this case, I think they ruin the poem----let its beauty be----you have such a strong gift for imaging abstract concepts, like the tranquility here, with your descriptions of physical objects----let it stand alone...we need it...that's your point...we don't have enough of that tranquility in our lives today, and you gave it to us here...don't take it away...

michael

[alfredo]

Done - a salute to solitude but - you are full of surprises M- I did have second thoughts about the last stanza.

As I stood a few times as one does, and contemplated her work, each time someone (not always a child) would lift/throw/shove several, violently.

[Ron Wallace (Scotshawk)]

Very nice, Al; I'd strike line 13. It seems obvious this would be the artist's intent, and I'd move "the other, the other..." to stand alone as a closing line. Regardless, excellent work. Ron

[alfredo]

Done! R, you of course were correct..

I can't get away with anything .........even if me, the "artist", intended!!!

Many thanks for sparing time to look over my scribbling.