I Madonari - by Patrick
Well I'm not sure
what it is
I'm supposed to see.
A woman dead?
Posturing Native American?
I don't get this kind of art
much.
Huge colors
people stuck in poses
black furry background
like those velvet paintings in Grandda's garage
But it's not a painting.
It's chalk on pavement.
A festival of
hundreds of chalk drawings-
and I don't get why you spend
three days on a masterpiece
and let the fog come in and dull the edges
let cars park in the parking lot again
let dogs walk their people over it,
smearing all your work,
the sharp clouds holding the sky,
her smooth skin,
fabric folds,
one-by-one blades of grass,
and then it's gone
and you have to do it again next year
for the show.
Now that I'm really looking,
amazing.
But I still
don't get
that it's not
permanent art.
Or is that the point?
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