adashofsunny with Sanaa Rizva
Prompt Nights – Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is Art
“Write a poem or prose revolving around either the subject of beauty or a piece of art.”
A Golden Shovel “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free” Michelangelo
A mood, a need, a hurt, a sweetness, a yearning that I
sensed as a quickening, a flutter of viability, then saw
into the very heart of beauty the flawless, the ideal, the
archetype of my hopes and dreams like an angel
fixed in goodness and grace, perfection, holiness in
every exquisite line, subtlety of motion, fluidity of the
once molten, flowing, liquid rock now set, rigid as marble
yet the artist knows the figure resides inside and
with precision of hammer and chisel, chipped and carved,
brushed and smoothed, cutting away the dross until
what is revealed is the what was meant to be, much as I
with simple tools chip and shape and wrest to life words. Set
words to dance to music from a sacred place. Like him
who carves stone, poets sculpt with words to set the spirit free.
georgeplacepoetry by Debi Swim 
Gosh! This is such a stunning golden shovel Debi 😀 love the artwork you have chosen as inspiration for this exquisite poem. Especially in awe of ” Like him who carves stone, poets sculpt with words to set the spirit free.”
Indeed ❤ thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support 🙂
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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I always wanted to be a sculptor, a skill I have never tried, but I agree that we can achieve something similar with our words. You made my heart smile 😀 XXX
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How very true Debi, we try this everyday with varying degrees of success I have to say…..but we keep trying because we love the process of creation. Having seen up close some of Michelangelo’s art I’m glad he was able to set them free.
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I agree. His work is wonderful.
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I love that the first sentence of the poem is smooth and long, like the muscles of the sculpture. One piece that works within itself and with the rest of the whole, like each line of a poem should be. And your last two lines are just magnificent truth. Beautiful and affecting.
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Thank you, Magaly
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Oh this practically dances! I love the flow of it. It’s really a graceful description of the evolution of artistic practice.
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Thanks Rommy, I’m glad you liked it.
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Yes – all of those things in the opening lines fluttered and resonated – i love how you have absorbed the quote and revealed its meaning and wisdom in your poem – a true work of art
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Thanks Jae… that’s very encouraging
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How well you used the words to compare the sculptor with an author who uses words in the same way. You did it to perfection.
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Thank you so much
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Wow, well-captured! I especially love this line ‘what is revealed is the what was meant to be’. And the title is enticing, wonder if it’s too late to start learning to sculpt? 🙂
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I don’t think so – go for it : )
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Debi, I finally got wordpress to recognize my password, so I’ll be able again to read your excellent poems and briefly comment.
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yay, Sal.
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