Friday, May 16, 2008


painting by Amedeo Modiglianni

His name rolls around your
tongue like a lush exotic fruit...

Ever hidden in Picasso's shadow
The finger of God touched
You as well, body wracked with
Sickness, always the quintessential
Tragic artist, drink and drug
Hastened your journey to death’s
Gate, from Absinthe’s green haze
Emerged such exquisiteness
Necks of swans and eyes
Which held bare their souls
Time has pushed the shadow
aside, bringing your work to light
Saying what even Picasso knew,
You were a Master in your own right

copyright Sherry Obsheatz

For more info on:   Modiglianni


paisley said...

what a glowing tribute to a very much overshadowed artist... and your choice of paining was exquisite as well.....

June said...

One of your best!

Princess Haiku said...

I enjoyed this and wasn't familiar with this artist. Thanks.

White Rose said...

Glad to be able to introduce him. I love his work!