sengsta
Cottesloe Tableau
Usually I bite my lip when people say a painting or photograph is “like a poem”—not because there can be no similarity between a literary experience and a visual one, but because the statement often seems to be shorthand for “I have no idea how to talk about how pretty or cool this is, so I might as well compare it to something else I have no idea how to talk about.”
Before you picture-poem-comparers start coming after me with pitchforks, I should confess that I have myself been guilty of this very crime, and am about to commit it again right….NOW:
The recurring curvilinear forms in this poem—whoops, picture—by sengsta are wonderfully, thrillingly witty, and incredibly satisfying because they are both consistent and surprising. Tilt your head to the left and look at the image sideways; tell me you don’t see the shiny metal sculpture, the swimmer, the shower pipe, the bathers by the sea, the shadows on the ground, the safety cone, the curvy arrow sculpture, the buoy, the pair of walkers, and the second half of the arrow sculpture as individual lines in a funny little shape poem.
Take that, wordless picturebooks! Listen up, publishing gurus! Here comes the new literary sensation: the wordless poem. Sign sengsta while you can.
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