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Doreen LeBlanc: Two Poems

Doreen LeBlanc: Two Poems

Edward’s Pout Why the pout Edward Hopper? Your many self portraits interchangeable Turned down mouth Empty eyes Stoic Sour Brooding Not a hint of a punch line But always impeccably dressed What lies beneath? Your marriage to Josephine, Jo Reads rather contentious, tumultuous Yet she was your subject Diminutive Combative muse Bedraggled nude Expressionless Perhaps eating from tin cans Transformed you both to granite Brushstrokes of simplicity Your artistic gifts portrayed loneliness Dark shadows Deep thoughts Solitude Isolation Until you…

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March: On the Cusp

March: On the Cusp

Tis a strange month, March. Both Winter and Spring, cold and temperate, it transitions us from Death to Life, fallow to green. Depending upon the region, depending upon one’s position on this earth, by design or chance, this month will bring us all great changes. For Spinozablue, March brings us poetry by Virginie Colline, and fiction by Donal Mahoney. For this editor, March takes me closer to the lighthouse, and another rereading of the masterful, brilliant goddess of prose, Virginia…

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My Blueberry Nights

My Blueberry Nights

Wong Kar-wai’s My Blueberry Nights sparks a multitude of thoughts for me. Already an admirer of his previous work, I came to the film with some minor discomfort in need of assuaging. Funny thing about that discomfort. I didn’t even realize I had it until I was well into the film. And some of that realization made me uncomfortable with the discomfort itself. Part of it was because the film is so beautiful on the surface. Wong Kar-wai has always been…

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