This book of poetry is an experiment which focuses on the life of Edvard Munch, an Expressionist artist who created paintings based on what he saw and felt internally. The author studied the diaries as well as several biographies of Munch. The notes in his diaries weaved a life of love, hate, anxiety and death. In his book of poetry the author has included many quotes he used in an attempt to take on the voice of Munch. Each of the author’s poems written relates to a specific piece of art done by Munch. Many of the poems relate the to Munch’s time just before entering a sanitarium for alcoholism and mental issues. The author feels that he has a better understanding of the complexity of life by having studied the life of Edvard Munch.
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There’s such a magical moment When you’re ever close by my side But sad when you’re at a distant There’s such a magical moment To feel your kisses so potent Giving feelings that I can’t hide There’s such a magical moment When you’re ever close by my side
This wanting heart is tugged by my feelings As soon as she enters my barren room. For it is special excitement she brings That shall certainly result in my doom. Her robe slides off as if doing a waltz Now displaying the body of Venus. I am overcome by my many faults! Possessed by thoughts my bed will comfort us. Adjusting her pose I touch her soft skin. Looking at her I see a glowing smile To place her head my hand is on her chin. Desiring her there can’t be denial! Her thick ruby red lips my brush does paint. Deep thoughts of those lips enveloping mine. My growing desire there is no restraint Of her delicious body I must dine. As if a drug addict I am controlled By painful desire toward each model. Mad, mad, to the Devil I have been sold To share a love and life I’m unable.