Frida is Waiting As is typical of a writing workshop, people wanted more about the speaker and why those images resonated with her. Like todayswritingprompts, it was a generative workshop so we generated. Further work will perhaps come later. Frida is waiting
Frida is staring: is caring
Is making her pictures
Not smiling
inquiring
creating Frida is painting
Her fears, her fierce
Past pain, past Diego upbraiding
her
Hair is up, braided
Unrest in her eyes. Sixty years later
I am the curator
collector of images up on my wall The pictures start spreading
Where I sit, working
covering spaces, covering all Bright robed
Peasant women
And Frida's self-portraits
Not smiling, not smiling. Whatever is said
About her years later
You'll see her not smiling
And that will say all.
I love this poem! I actually have some Frida postcards too ... Did you know that Rivera made a huge (very famous) mural here at the Detroit Institute of Art? http://www.dia.org/art/rivera-court.aspx It's one of my favorite things because it's so big and overwhelming and if you stare at it, you can see the moving pieces and the people's lives.