Andino Styles

Artist and Writer

The Writing Artist- Sylvia Plath

 Boat of Rock Harbour Cap Cod by Sylvia Plath

Boat of Rock Harbour Cap Cod by Sylvia Plath

I have been reading Manual of Painting and Calligraphy by Jose Saramago. The title character is a portrait artist who turns to writing as means of capturing a truer form. Inspired by this novel and the arrival of National Poetry Writing Month. I have decided to share the visual art and words of some real life writers throughout this month. My first poet is Sylvia Plath. 

Tabac Oppoaite Palais de Justice- by Sylvia Plath

 

Mystic

The air is a mill of hooks --
Questions without answer,
Glittering and drunk as flies
Whose kiss stings unbearably
In the fetid wombs of black air under pines in summer.

I remember
The dead smell of sun on wood cabins,
The stiffness of sails, the long salt winding sheets.
Once one has seen God, what is the remedy?
Once one has been seized up

Without a part left over,
Not a toe, not a finger, and used,
Used utterly, in the sun's conflagration, the stains
That lengthen from ancient cathedrals
What is the remedy?

The pill of the Communion tablet,
The walking beside still water? Memory?
Or picking up the bright pieces
Of Christ in the faces of rodents,
The tame flower-nibblers, the ones

Whose hopes are so low they are comfortable --
The humpback in his small, washed cottage
Under the spokes of the clematis.
Is there no great love, only tenderness?
Does the sea

 

Remember the walker upon it?
Meaning leaks from the molecules.
The chimneys of the city breathe, the window sweats,
The children leap in their cots.
The sun blooms, it is a geranium.

The Heart has not stopped.

-Sylvia Plath

The Pleasure of Odds and Ends by Sylvia Plath

 

~ Nia Andino~

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