Monday, April 22, 2024
So many poems about public art!
Wow! It was a great turn-out this week for a kinda weird topic: public art. A lot of people described things I have never seen, including the Medievalist:
Woody Allen stands
On a street in Oviedo,
He's contemplative.
On a street in Oviedo,
He's contemplative.
And Christine (Sterling Heights?):
The Golden Ring stands
in Sterling Heights Michigan
Is the "butt" of jokes.
in Sterling Heights Michigan
Is the "butt" of jokes.
I've also never seen what Jill Scoggins described (Oh, Louisville!):
Our twenty-four-foot
Wishbone: popular during
Thanksgiving each year
Frozen during the
polar vortex of last year,
it’s now stored away
Hopefully to be
back in November. Icon
of our holidays.
Wishbone: popular during
Thanksgiving each year
Frozen during the
polar vortex of last year,
it’s now stored away
Hopefully to be
back in November. Icon
of our holidays.
But I have seen the Bean referred to here:
Shiny stainless steel
Reflects the sky, the people
Chicago’s Cloud Gate
(but everyone calls it The Bean!)
Reflects the sky, the people
Chicago’s Cloud Gate
(but everyone calls it The Bean!)
And that cherry noted by Your Tim(e) Has Come:
Did the cherry get
A brand new coating of red
It looks different.
A brand new coating of red
It looks different.
While this anonymous poem creates some mystery:
Gift Horse, blue rooster,
Big thumbs up, Lord Nelson’s Ship
Trafalgar’s Fourth Plinth.
Big thumbs up, Lord Nelson’s Ship
Trafalgar’s Fourth Plinth.
And Gorton still likes those cows...:
Hey, I like those cows!
A boon to local artists
(Yes, talent varies).
A boon to local artists
(Yes, talent varies).
