Saturday, May 9, 2015

The Consequence of Art, May o9, 2o15

Last year, a movie titled American Sniper was released and created a lot of controversy. Audiences were pretty much divided on whether it was uber patriotic or uber insensitive. If your politics were Conservative, you would think that this story about an American sniper in Iraq was definitely pro-American. However, if you were Liberal, you more than likely thought it was highly racist and anti-human beings. This poem was inspired by that controversy.

The Consequence of Art
 
American Sniper is a movie.
It’s not reality. You can't condemn it,
you can’t  praise it just because it denies
or supports your political point of view.
 
What “reality” are you talking about?
You boo this film, condemn it
because it's not the way you wish
your reality to be, it’s not the way
you want the world to turn?
 
Do you look at Picasso’s Girl with Mandolin
And go, "That painting’s a fake, a lie! No woman
born of Earth could look like that!"
Of course she couldn’t. Her reality pours out
onto the canvas through the truth of art . . .
which in itself is a lie . . .  a dream . . . a fragile hope
that this existence offers more
than just the constant beating of the clock,
the steady, dreary crawl toward the ever dark.
Woodie o5-o9-15

The painting is by Pablo Picasso

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