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I’ve been think­ing of my mother a lot lately, she passed away in April of this year.
She had writ­ten a children’s book and I illus­trated it. She did get to see a rough copy
of it before she left us, which I was happy about.

I thought I’d post another of her poems;

 

The Impov­er­ished Land­scape Painter Reflects on His Art

I tend to fall in love with my mistakes.

I frame them care­fully and hang them on the wall,

admir­ing all their infelicities.

What beauty I find in the acci­den­tal fall

of virid­ian on a field of yel­low wheat,

the col­ors flow­ing on the sky by chance.

And in the back­ground I dis­cover flow­ers, trees,

a water­fall, and danc­ing elephants.

I delight in the unfore­seen, the happenstance,

the incon­gruities of things! And most of all

I am enthralled by the yel­low clouds, the soft green sky,

and the won­der­ful way the ele­phants prance.

by Carla Chlouber