Visual Arts — July 6, 2014 14:43 — 0 Comments

To Follow the Logic of Your Death (Art Walk Verse 2) – Yonnas Getahun

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Photo Fabrice Monterio, Ngor #3, M.I.A Gallery

Begin with a clap, a cheer.
The paradise unseen still before us
unkempt sun in our withered eyes.

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P: Lynnette Yiadom-Boakye, Trapsprung, Seattle Art Museum

A flurry of insurrection,
the wild mess.
We, the usual suspects,

proclaim our beauty.
And make the definite request
for the poignant misery.

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P:  Robert Delaunay, Rhythm No. 2, SAM

Have I housed
all the necessary distortions?

The centigrade of the 8th star
And you reach down to spare

a spoon of honey.

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P:  Max Ernst, Spring, The Redeemer and the Redeemed, SAM

All the particulars of our fantasies
the moon beam across the bow.
Your poisoned tongue and I beg you

for a kiss.

Now the chandelier sparkles
as I lay down to dream.

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P:  Marc Chagall, Study for Aleko’s Horse, SAM

Waiting in the cauldron
sneaking guns & pimps
up the coast line.

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P:  Adam Sorenson, “Corkscrew”, James Harris Gallery

The internal workings,
you are bewildered
but by your invisibility.

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P: Brandon Lattau, Random composition 7-74, James Harris Gallery

The enthroned, the beguiled
the entertained, the yielding
The scholarly, the ill tempered

The misunderstood stranded by the marina,

You begin to forget.

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P: John Buck, Arch of Constantine, Greg Kucera Gallery

To dust away the spectacle,
to get at the heart of the pain,
and the anomaly to discredit it.

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P:  Ross Palmer Beecher, Peanuts Quilt, Greg Kucera Gallery

Open sea warfare!
So far to go

and I have no change
for the fair.

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P:  Normon Lundin , Tornado Weather, Greg Kucera Gallery

The widow and her flair
the staircases give way.

Quite, withdrawn & ghostly.
Children in their amplitude.

All the ways you pester the will.
True you will never love again,

you will never lean on the afternoon,
the long joggs will not suffice.

The chimneys will not beguile you.

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P:  Cris Bruch, Blind, Greg Kucera Gallery

You no longer have to follow
the logic of your death,
or the order of your praise.

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P:  Samantha Scherer, From the Floorplains series, G. Gibson Gallery

All your predilections will remain.

Bio:

Yonnas Getahun is a poet, curator and lover of art.

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