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DELFT (poem)

Posted: November 18th, 2005, 12:32 pm
by Zlatko Waterman
Performance Notes:

see:
http://essentialvermeer.20m.com/maps/de ... s_time.htm





DELFT


He lurches to his model:
just a slip of white
down the black bedcurtain;
the fold under a thumb and finger
smells like a fishload of day-old old love.

Past the Flemish fog
that gang-banged in,
the northern sun
stipples the plate of ripe fruit.

Vermeer pulls his socks on
and stamps down on
the cold parquet.

Through the bottle-bottom in
the leaded pane

he watches his ship arrive,
sniffs the bowl of a china pipe
then the stem.

She's in there too.



11/05

Posted: November 18th, 2005, 5:25 pm
by mnaz
I'm guessing that "she" is Delft, the town itself...
The poem lends itself to different interpretations...

"and stamps down
on the cold parquet"....

as if the get the blood flowing, creativity.
catch the inspiration of the place, again... (or so I imagine)


Thanks for the great link. I knew little of Vermeer, but it turns out
that I like his work quite a bit.... "The Little Street" stood out for me, at least in my first pass through.