I've been aching to write this art-inspired poetry after being charmed by the Spanish painter Salvador Dali's surrealist painting called The Persistence of Memory. This painting has been haunting me for years like an obsessed ghost. - Suri Nahunte
As Dali Puts It
a still life of
jell-o - like clocks
spread
randomly
against a
psychedelic landscape.
It blows your mind --
like Prozac and poetry
on canvas;
like the lost love, which
Time cannot find;
like a bitterness, which
tears cannot wash away;
like this indelible
Memory of Memories, which
as Dali puts it, is
Persistent.
[Author's Note: Well, this is just about the best way I could verbalize Dali's work here. I'm not sure, though, if "like Prozac and poetry on canvas" works here as a metaphor...or simile. What do you think, blogfellows?]
