#1568 - on the bizarre phenomenon of Cy Twombly loathing

 

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on the bizarre phenomenon of Cy Twombly loathing

 

it's a pile on 

I think they’re embarrassed

 

they say it’s not hate

and some feign pity

 

it’s personal

to abhor the guessing shape

flush of hue

rules defied

 

it is as if from ink deeps

by burnt stick

the tin unshaken

it is as if they were called to be cruel

 

(and Cy is sadly gone)

not as if they met the man

 

they make it all about the money

… it’s not

there’s no critique of capital

they load it all on Cy

like mustard on their fries

 

I think they detest the freedom to fool

commitment writ so large

like life

 

it has to be his fault

there’s some recovered innocence appalls

 

let’s just say the work’s unscripted

good to get a reaction though

 

and there’s the ‘I could do this

anyone could’

 

child, animal

 

everyone should

 

we are at sea

where

some will look to the calm glass

see just their own wild void

 

and there’s just this oar

hold on

 

here are such shapes, such colours

as my heart finds

 

where I wash up

must pray to unknown gods

 

it’s true there’s sometimes very little

 

what passion it inspires!