ums to open again. Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@jeancarloemer?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Jean Carlo Emer</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure><h1 id="3037">It’s a sudden emotion | It’s unexpected</h1><p id="f645">I was with a group of friends, who didn’t understand I needed time alone with this painting by Pablo Picasso. I didn’t either. It just happened to me. And ever since that moment, it happened again and again. I can’t explain it. Emotions emerge from places I don’t know exist. You admire art and all of a sudden emotions start pouring out.</p><p id="7e77">At Musée Picasso it happened to me with three different paintings! Nowadays I know I am lucky to find a single object that manages to awaken my dormant love for art.</p><h1 id="3f5e">It’s Poetry in motion</h1><p id="0574">Whenever I listen to Kate Bush’s Song of Solomon, I am left with an earworm containing this phrase. Listen at your own risk:</p>
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Exciting poetry moves me when I don’t expect it
I am rarely moved by art, but when it does happen, I am thrilled. For days I am thrilled by the emotions the art has managed to evoke. Time for some poetry! If you can call my Tanka poetry, that is.
I am moved by art
It’s a sudden emotion
It’s unexpected
It’s Poetry in motion
It’s Poetry emotion
Inspired by Marcus, I decided to include a decoder ring for this tanka. I don’t suppose it needs a lot of explaining, but I can share my thoughts for each line.
I am moved by art
The first time a piece of art moved me was in the Musée Picasso Paris. When I entered, I was expecting to be appreciative of the art exhibited there. Nothing more, nothing less. As I viewed Trois Figures sous un Arbre (three figures under a tree) something unexpected happened. The painting called out to my soul. I was captivated by mere paint. I need to sit down to drink in the beauty of the painting for I don’t know how long.
I was with a group of friends, who didn’t understand I needed time alone with this painting by Pablo Picasso. I didn’t either. It just happened to me. And ever since that moment, it happened again and again. I can’t explain it. Emotions emerge from places I don’t know exist. You admire art and all of a sudden emotions start pouring out.
At Musée Picasso it happened to me with three different paintings! Nowadays I know I am lucky to find a single object that manages to awaken my dormant love for art.
It’s Poetry in motion
Whenever I listen to Kate Bush’s Song of Solomon, I am left with an earworm containing this phrase. Listen at your own risk:
It’s not just paintings. Photographs, poems, and music can catch me unawares. When I am listening to the radio, I find my mind starts resonating with the art of the music. These occasions are rare, though. Luckily they never occur when I am driving.
I can’t explain it, and no words can do justice to what I feel. I can however tell you that my mind and body seem to switch off when it happens. For example, if you were to play Don’t give up (by Peter Gabriel and also by Kate Bush), my eyes will glaze over. Talk all you want, but I am very unlikely to respond. My entire being wants to be absorbed by the music.
It’s Poetry emotion
By now this should need no explaining. When I come across a piece of art, it moves me in such a way until I am nothing but raw emotion.
Anything that is able to move me deeply is, in my book, art. Therefore, I should note that Poetry in my tanka is a bit too narrow. I am still not sure it art, though.
I have rewritten the last paragraphs a few times now. I could not resist playing Don’t give up after linking it above. I can’t think straight now. I’ll leave you to your emotional movement now.