Have you seen that. The painting with two women and a man.

Yes. It’s like a concert, that had been conducted once in a wealthy man chamber.

Yes, it is call The Concert, some arts by a penniless painter named Vermeer.

What are you doing? Taking a closer look? What do you see?

That painting; the one beyond the standing lady head looks familiar.

Oh, that was, that day an art frenzy girlfriend showed me that. It is something

of the name The Procuress by some Baburen. This painting also seems such

one. How can you say that? Pass me the joint.

The one standing, and, reading a note supposed to be singing; she might be clad

in the shades but actually she was singing to entertain the client–the man showing

us the back. The young maiden, the one young harpsichord player is the bait.

No, it can’t be. See, they are engrossed in some music composition.

Ta rum ta ra tum rum rum pum pum. Pass me the bottle, and there’s nothing

in the painting; not a procuress, not a pimp, not a young whore.

How can you be sure? Cannot be the man showing us the back a known prolific

figure–of that time or he might be some one of historical importance of the country?

You all three ruining the St. Patrick’s celebration talking gibberish on that picture.

Whatever that is, whoever they were not a matter of talk to us; it is of those

long-faced serious with elongated nose art connoisseur; they will talk on this

with glasses dangling on their nose, cigarette or cigar or pipe lingering on their–

mouth, and a notebook in the lap which will be formed by their crossed legs sitting.

Yeah, man. I am also filling like an intruder in that concert. The patterned marble

floor, the viola da gamba; they are saying do not disturb. Even the lute in the man’s

hands seems to joined in into voice the protest. Leave it, and let celebrate.

Who’s there? Police? At this time? Coming in a moment.


The sites that helped in composing this poem, written for Day 21 of National/Global Poem Writing Month 2019, are:

  1. The Concert
  2. Vermeer Thefts: 1990 — The Concert
  3. Most Wanted: Vermeer’s “The Concert”, The World’s Most Expensive Missing Work of Art

And also the Blog Post titled “14 Ways to Write an Ekphrastic Poem” by Martyn Crucefix.


Prompt:

Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that engages with another art form – it might be about a friend of yours who paints or sculpts, your high school struggles with learning to play the French horn, or a wonderful painting, film, or piece of music you’ve experienced – anything is in bounds here, so long as it uses the poem to express something about another form of art.

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