My dad, an artist, suggested I take a try at impressionism. He described impressionism as giving the reader many details to gradually construct only a frame of the important picture. Inspired, I took a spin at it. I've never read real impressionism, maybe I should, but this is what I believe it to be... What do YOU think I am portraying?
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dirty fish scales,
bending white lights,
an earthy bead curtain invites the splotchy sun.
More filthy fish,
tails thrashing.
Tons of fish in a cramped tank.
Stained flowers watch customers...
slurping, chewing, pausing.
Warm,
hearty,
humble sensations.
Rice sticks everywhere, even in the clumsy english.
"Truth is more powerful than time."
Shadows of antique paper lanterns,
crochet doilies,dirty fish scales,
bending white lights,
an earthy bead curtain invites the splotchy sun.
More filthy fish,
tails thrashing.
Tons of fish in a cramped tank.
Stained flowers watch customers...
slurping, chewing, pausing.
Warm,
hearty,
humble sensations.
Rice sticks everywhere, even in the clumsy english.
"Truth is more powerful than time."
Poem and picture by Sophia Manco
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