The Artist's Desk

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Always, I want to see 
the place of work
I sit and wonder
of the artist’s desk
what trinkets, what tools
they choose

Always, I picture in my mind
the artist’s desk
and what blue-tacked postcards
what scribbled notes of inspiration
may surround it

Is it by a window
is it in a basement
Do they toil below a craning lamp
or by dim candle light
do they have a desk at all
or just a strong knee

Always, filled with nosiness
I love to imagine
the artist’s desk
the magic place
where they give birth
to what always was...

(July 2019)

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keith jeffries

Sat 13th Jul 2019 12:40

Tom,

This poem makes my mind dance about as your words ask us to consider the venues in which we write and work, especially at home. A poem which teases the imagination and delves into our personal space, a place where we are comfortable, private and secure. A place where freedom is enriched by our surroundings and objects of some significance. I have a desk with a computer but only sit at it when transposing my work into type as I prefer to use a fountain pen and paper with a relatively strong knee.

A clever poem, one which stimulates the imagination.

Thank you for this

Keith

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Jason Bayliss

Fri 12th Jul 2019 18:42

At the moment, definitely, "A strong knee," for me, although I couldn't claim to be an artist, so a strong knee's probably all I need. Great poem Tom.

J.😀

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Lisa C Bassignani

Fri 12th Jul 2019 17:33

Oh, and my desk is never that neat!

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Lisa C Bassignani

Fri 12th Jul 2019 17:28

Most times my 'desk' is where ever the inspiration hits me. Being an artist often times means being eccentric and manic and urgent.

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