Three Ten Six Nine.

I write for my heart
For your heart
For art
My words paint
Emotion, and
When she sings to me
Beautiful energy
My muse


Tate Modern.

In each room there was darkness
Yet the first room was bright
Two rooms represented buildings
While one told of night
Three views by Three artists
Each different than before
Same emotional reaction
Heart skips, eyes tear, skin tingles
mind spinning above the floor.

[ Visual arts rarely grab or move me this strongly so today was quite a surprise. Alexander Brodsky and Ilya Utkin “Poetry and Dream” 1980-1990 was the first to enthral me (sampled here). Mark Rothko “Transformed Visions” 1969 was the second. The even more unexpected third was Alex Katz “Full Moon” 1988. ]