Vincent in his chamber untying the leather laces of his shirt

LOVE … because of it

WELCOME WINTERFEST TRAVELERS!

 

Here’s the first of two Moments to debut at WFOL this week. The series – Love, Because of It – illustrates Vincent and Catherine’s more intimate time together, measured in a romantic (gauzy but not overly graphic) way, accompanied by a favored poem. Watch the Art Submissions list in the Great Hall Fine Arts Gallery for the next entry. 

Use the navigation bar up top if you’d like to take a look around the rest of the site. I do hope you’ll come back after our Winterfest celebration ends. Thanks for visiting today! 

 

Flirtation

by Rita Dove

After all, there’s no need
to say anything

at first. An Orange, peeled
and quatered, flares

like a tulip on a wedgewood plate
Anything can happen.

Outside the sun
has rolled up her rugs

and night strewn salt
across the sky. My heart

is humming a tune
I haven’t heard in years!

Quiet’s cool flesh –
let’s sniff and eat it.

There are ways
to make of the moment

a topiary
so the pleasure’s in

walking through

Catherine in the bed, covered by the bed sheet, risen to her elbows. Vincent inching every closer for a kiss.

Flirtation

by Rita Dove

After all, there’s no need
to say anything

at first. An Orange, peeled
and quatered, flares

like a tulip on a wedgewood plate
Anything can happen.

Outside the sun
has rolled up her rugs

and night strewn salt
across the sky. My heart

is humming a tune
I haven’t heard in years!

Quiet’s cool flesh –
let’s sniff and eat it.

There are ways
to make of the moment

a topiary
so the pleasure’s in

walking through

Catherine in the bed, covered by the bed sheet, risen to her elbows. Vincent inching every closer for a kiss.

6 Comments

  1. Another beautiful piece, and thank you for the introduction to this poem and poet. <3

    Reply
    • I don’t know much about her poetry, but I definitely want to explore her work. And thank you for your kind words – you know it means a lot, so encouraging.

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  2. Love the poem, the words are terrific, and the pic – words cannot express. Much love’n’hugs,

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    • Thank you, Skippy! I’m glad you liked the poem – you should read it for the Whispering Bridge next year!! Love and hugs back.

      Reply
  3. Hi Carole, This is beautiful! I like the term “gauzy” that really is true. I love the feel I get from your graphic art!

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    • Thank you so much, Rosemarie! I’m really glad to hear that and I’m grateful for your encouragement. Hugs!

      Reply

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