Vanitas Still Life
Opposites attract, so Life stays locked in its ill-fated dance with Death. He leads deftly, gentle hand on the small of your back. Soon you trust his dips, his lifts. He swings you into the spotlight, lets you collect your handful of applause. Reels you back in for a sensual slow dance you hope will last forever even as the fiddler’s bow clatters to the floor. Alarie Tennille Alarie Tennille was born and raised in Portsmouth, Virginia, and graduated from the University of Virginia in the first class admitting women. She became fascinated by fine art at an early age, even though she had to go to the World Book Encyclopedia to find it. Today she visits museums everywhere she travels and spends time at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City, Missouri, where her husband is a volunteer guide. Alarie’s poetry book, Running Counterclockwise, contains many ekphrastic poems. Please visit her at alariepoet.com.
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barbara schutz
8/31/2016 01:00:25 pm
Great poem, Alarie. I like it much better than the painting.
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Alarie Tennille
9/7/2016 03:35:45 am
Thank you, Barbara!
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