I saw a rose upon this leaf

I saw a rose upon this leaf

A Poem by J.L.Marcus

A poem discussing the continuity of art and the immortality of artists through the recycling of future artists. In the style of Emily Dickinson and Blake meets Keatsian sonnet form.

I saw a rose upon this leaf
what soil did it grow?
A rose before? A rose below?
It rose from Lily's grief.

But where in turn this lily spring?
Who did craft Lily?
From God? Monet? Blake or Willy?
I see, a lily Keats did bring.

This leaf gives life to Artist's bloom
And Art gives life to truth
For leaves before feed leaves of youth
I rise from Keats' tomb.

This leaf degrades, but the rose grows on,
What rose from past is never gone.

© 2013 J.L.Marcus

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Artists never die. Their work is recycled into the next generation. That generation calls them "inspiration". I like this nice, simple, and non-abstract. My literal mind thanks you.

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Truly thought provoking, Definitely going as one of my favourites

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i agree with this.
a rebirth of something, of someone...like they were never gone

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Poet-bellied pig

11 Years Ago

Completely agree

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3 Reviews
Shelved in 3 Libraries
Added on March 18, 2013
Last Updated on March 18, 2013



London, United Kingdom

Passionate Literature student interested in tackling profound metaphysical questions through traditional forms. I am inspired by great artists who transcended the classical boundaries of language and .. more..


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