“Tide Water” by William Lester Stevens, oil on canvas
Ann Chandonnet
BOHEMIA
after “Tide Water” by William Lester Stevens
Perched on granite boulders,
precarious,
my studio.
Gelid water flows past,
seeming to suck bare tree branches
into its bottomless dark depths.
My wood stove,
fueled with scavenged pallets,
can barely keep up with the drafts,
the chill oozing from the rocks.
This art of mine can barely
keep warm.
Bud Caywood reads Ann Chandonnet’s “Bohemia” at the event on December 13, 2014.
Photo courtesy of Roger and Ginny Sanford.
The poem captures the essence of the painting in a wonderful way. I also like the last line.
Thanks, Patricia!
Ann