Sensibilities

 

sensibilities in a poem:

 

i don’t know about you,

but i’m in constant dialogue with myself;

about who i am..or who i could be..

i have absolutely no concept of being one fixed entity,

in fact, i discover i am fluid..

like the paint on my brushes,

and i welcome the process of painting,

because it keeps me fluid..

who i am knows this:

i was born american,

i grew up danish,

i have jewish heritage,

i know languages,

i breathe storytelling, because i find truth in storytelling..

and with my painting i want to fuse the mystery of heritage

with the magic of storytelling..

i also know i cannot paint anybody,

in fact, i prefer to paint myself,

and that includes the myself i see and feel in the beings around me,

whether dead or alive..

the recognition makes me paint,

because that is how i may know who i am..

i must love my subjects,

the dialogue is open..

i can hear the sounds, i can feel the strings, and i am drawn

to my subjects..and to the love affair.