' ' ' ' ' ' Grief...No Flowers

D Dónall Dempsey
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I would haunt the Yeatss' hunger for the nearness of their paint lose myself in their ooze the colours squirming as if they could crawl off the canvas slither into my senses until they inhabited the teenager who would visit them again & again stand in front of GRIEF (because he knew what it meant) always always the paint deserting the canvas attaching itself to the ends of his nerves so that he became NO FLOWERS walking out of the National Gallery into the stolen sunshine composed of nothing but their Jack B. Yeats collection my footprints dripping paint. ********* JACK B. YEATS (1871-1957) PAINTER AND YOUNGER BROTHER OF WILLIAM. GRIEF WAS PAINTED IN 1951. NO FLOWERS WAS PAINTED IN 1945

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