Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub - Poetics:  Connections
(posted by Merrill)

"Think about connecting or connections in any sense."

I remember that special
room in the Museum of
Modern Art.  The first
time I entered a hush,
a quiet beyond silence.
All walls were adorned
in Monet's works.  Little
leather benches, sans backs,
allowed you to sit and grow
dizzy looking from wall
to wall.  The scope of work 
pulled me into a pond
of floating lily pads
and lotus blossoms.  A
special room of special peace.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to Monet

  1. merrildsmith says:

    I love museums. I was in the room you described many years ago, but there’s one like it at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, too.


  2. We saw three panels of Monet’s Water Lilies as a triptych at the St. Louis Art Museum a few years back, so I know just what you felt.


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