(after George Condo’s “The Age of Reason”)
fragments of architecture
a person.
fragments of people
a building.
macabre tinny music blares
from big top tent pools
pendulums of trapeze artists
in a vermillion tinged sky.
disassembled
distorted
torturing and tortured
soup of eyes, breasts, clenched hands and smiles.
frenzied chaos.
fragments of color
the age of reason.
fragments of reason
a work of art.
Excellent use of the fragment image throughout. I like how you carried that through. Fragments of people really drew me in.
Great use of repetition in this poem. I love how the opening and closing stanzas roll into one another with imagery and meaning!
I love the opening! This poem is so cool and beautiful, thank you for sharing <3