monet – Poetic Meanderings

A Painter’s Muse

I would like to paint the way a bird sings. — Claude Monet The faintest lilac hue, the slender tendrils, this delicate, shimmering flower blooms to woo those like Monet who search until they find art just past a patch of irises, under a curved bridge, near calming water, dancing. —C.L. Fisher, May 2022 UnlessContinue reading “A Painter’s Muse”

Adorned

My husband bought me this lovely robe for Christmas; he knows me so well; it could be behind glass as a Monet painting or exhibited with artisan fabrics at a museum; it is wearable poetry. It is gently textured like a canvas and has this perfect sheen in the piping, a bright reminder of new spring, Continue reading “Adorned”