I was invited to write a poem. I was given the choice to use a word(s) prompt or an image. 

Naturally I selected the image. Here are the reviews I received about my pome:

Jan Mather Really love this Lozan if I may call you that.
This is tender
Has indeed a haunting quality perfectly captured
Deep and compelling
Fine imagery
Perfect as the painting

 

Two Weeds of Thought: The Art of Writing Dear Lozan Yamolky, welcome to The Garden of Poetry & Prose! We are so glad to finally have you here! Please be aware that because this is a publication page rather than a group page, you may not always receive notifications of new comments on your poem or replies to comments you have made on other poems! We will spend the next two weeks reading and commenting on each other’s work, so we recommend coming back every other day or so! Please read and comment on everyone’s work and we will reciprocate. I will be back to comment further after I have read your lovely work again! I apologize for this late greeting! But I am so very glad you are here! ❤ —Dianne Forbes Compton.

 

Two Weeds of Thought: The Art of Writing Dear Lozan Yamolky, welcome to The Garden of Poetry & Prose! We are so glad to finally have you here! Please be aware that because this is a publication page rather than a group page, you may not always receive notifications of new comments on your poem or replies to comments you have made on other poems! We will spend the next two weeks reading and commenting on each other’s work, so we recommend coming back every other day or so! Please read and comment on everyone’s work and we will reciprocate. I will be back to comment further after I have read your lovely work again! I apologize for this late greeting! But I am so very glad you are here! ❤ —Dianne Forbes Compton.

 

Barbara Ehrentreu Welcome dear Lozan to our Garden. I am so happy to have your work grace our Garden. This ode is heartbreaking and brings out the pain of this poor woman. She is a ghost, because she was the subject of so many paintings and now she is still living in these works of art. I too found myself mesmerized by the painting we had for the prompt. So much is here and yet her eyes are closed. Finding how this painting was done is even sadder as you realize the suffering she must have endured for this painter to bring her to posterity. Your poem brings out all of that pain and the sadness of being in love with a woman who was basically a ghost. I really loved your images and the way you were able to extend the love of this mythical person to stretch for all time. Excellent writing and glad to have you here. 🙂 ❤ 🙂

 

 John Lynn You have encapsulated love with your wonderful stanzas; true love thrives with no birth date, and never will it die.

 disclaimer: photo from google images

George Wylie Ah, Lozan, to be in love with a ghost. Your poem is sweet and reads like a song. So bright and hopeful. Your line “such stunning brokenness” is wonderful. You paint life to be a wonder, and that is good.

Bob Williams Lozan, I enjoyed the way your questions blossomed, taking on a larger and larger scope as your poem progressed as you wondered what people would think of your love for a ghost and then entered the realm of wondering why people believe the things that they believe in general. It’s a question I have often asked myself. Also, I enjoy the way the speaker finds beauty in things we have been conditioned to shun (sadness, brokenness, and chaos), and I walk away from your poem with a vision of a speaker who is every bit as interesting to me as Elizabeth Siddall: someone who stands apart from the majority and who, in doing so, finds connection with another unique soul. Finally, you gave this reader a good sense of closure in a poem which could have easily ended in a more unsettling way, and I am left with a feeling of a projected sense of peace in a yearning yet to be fulfilled, but one not hopeless or in vain. Beautifully written, Lozan.

Dianne Forbes Compton Dear Lozan Yamolky, when I first read the title to your poem, it raised an expectation that went unrealized when I finally read the poem itself. I love the direction that you took with this–an ode to a woman who’s accomplishments will survive so much longer after her death. And you created a story from her story–a would be love who may become incarcerated in a loony bin as he has fallen in love with the shade of woman who lived before his time. An excellent write and a joy to read, my friend! I am so glad you have been our guest this issue! ❤

Susan Guest Dear Lozan: First, not only welcome, to the Garden of
Poetry and Prose, but thank you for being here with us.
I am so happy to be able to read your work and get to
know a bit more about your talent. And, as evidenced by
your lovely creation here, that talent it notable. I
love the whole “feel” of this lovely write. I think, if
we are lucky or doomed (depending on your viewpoint) we
are placed in the path of ghosts of passion and power….
ghosts we are so drawn to, we must force ourselves to
continue to “want” to remain mortal, though wanting to
join them in their ethereal existence. Many of us feel
such “attraction” to artists of stunning capabilities,
whether painter, sculptor, inventor, writer, philosopher,
scientist…..the power and talent of minds and souls
capable of creating that which speaks to our very essence,
is a magnet. Lovely work and thank you again.

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I am utterly humbled and honored to be receiving such delightful encouraging remarks on my pome. Here is the pome:

AN ODE TO ELIZABETH SIDDAL (25 JULY 1829 – 11 FEBRUARY 1862):
THE WOMAN WHO WAS A MUSE, PAINTER AND GHOST

What would they call me
when I tell them
I am in love with you?

 

 

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I would be delighted to hear what you thought of my poem. feel free to comment of email me lozanyamolky@gmail.com