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Imaginarium: Sightings, Galleries, Sightlines
Imaginarium: Sightings, Galleries, Sightlines
Imaginarium: Sightings, Galleries, Sightlines
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IMAGINARIUM: SIGHTINGS, GALLERIES, SIGHTLINES, A. Robert Lee’s latest collection of poetry, turns on two connecting keynotes: imagination and sight. Across a broad canvas each of its sequences explores the ways we go about imagining as much as seeing reality, whether it’s the celebrated paintings of J.M.W. Turner and Frida Kahlo, a French archeological cave, the Bosphorus Straits, a major Japanese waterfall or Memphis’s Beale Street. IMAGINARIUM invited readers into a two-way exchange, imagination as seeing, seeing as imagination.
LanguageEnglish
Publisher2Leaf Press
Release dateOct 30, 2013
ISBN9781940939063
Imaginarium: Sightings, Galleries, Sightlines

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    Imaginarium - A. Robert Lee

    —Goethe

    J.M.W. Turner, The Slave Ship

    I believe, if I were reduced to rest Turner’s immortality upon any single work, I would choose this.

    — John Ruskin

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    Slavers throwing overboard the Dead and Dying — Typhon coming on.

    The anger presses into brush stroke, the billow of image.

    Before you the painter’s confirming motion of sky, ocean, light.

    You see your way into the picture only dimly.

    A storm of color, blurring wave and surge.

    Almost abstract, but the senses sharpen.

    Each viewing sifts detail from mass, specificity.

    The three-master rises, spectrally, upon a background crest.

    Spray roars, foam rises, curls of ocean clash.

    Fish monsters, open-eyed and slack of jaw, approach in opportunity.

    Sea-fowl fly low, avian ocean raveners.

    The bodies float, tied leg, raised arm, reaching fingers.

    Dangled manacles keep company into death.

    Centre runs a white-yellow ray of light, sky to water.

    It almost mocks the desperation, the lost cries.

    If illumination it descends upon vital brutality.

    Enslavement figured, men, women, reduced to bait.

    The picture’s motion becomes a shared drowning.

    How not to see with Turner the world overboard?

    Claude Monet, Water-Lilies

    I can’t pretend flowers, floral painting, was an early passion.

    There were the Van Gogh sunflower posters, to be sure.

    Pre-Raphaelites made early sightings, Rossetti and Millais.

    But it took Giverny to work magic, pond-garden into canvas.

    Time and travel gave access to the serial Monet of les

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