Robert Hayden's Monet's Waterlilies is an ekphrastic poem, a vivid description or reflection of a scene or, more commonly, a work of art.
In my opinion, Monet's Waterlilies' serves as a profound poetic exploration of the pursuit of true beauty. In this captivating work of art, the poet Robert Hayden delves into the essence of enduring allure that transcends the ephemeral nature of physical surroundings. Even amidst the somber aftermath of the civil war in Selma and the haunting echoes of the Vietnam war in Saigon, the poet discovers solace and serenity within the enchanting strokes of Monet's brush. Consequently, the waterlilies depicted in the painting assume a profound symbolism, embodying a timeless tranquility that remains impervious to the ravages of time and turmoil.
The painting emerges as a poignant testament to the enduring allure of true beauty. It beckons us to contemplate a reality wherein the essence of elegance and grace perseveres, unyielding to the challenges and tribulations that may beset our physical surroundings.
In the wake of the civil war in Selma and the harrowing turmoil of the Vietnam war in Saigon, society found itself shrouded in the shadows of strife and unrest. Yet, amidst this tumultuous backdrop, Robert Hayden discovers a sanctuary of peace within the enchanting world of Monet's Waterlilies. It is within the delicate petals and mesmerizing reflections that Hayden uncovers a sanctuary of tranquility, a realm where the weight of the world lifts and the ephemeral troubles of human existence dissolve.
The waterlilies within Monet's masterpiece become emblematic of an enduring tranquility that endures, unscathed by the passage of time or the turmoil of the world. They offer a respite from the cacophony of chaos, presenting a serene refuge that one can anchor themselves to when confronted with the tempestuous storms of life. Hayden's discovery of solace within Monet's art attests to the power of true beauty, acting as a guiding light in times of uncertainty, a beacon that illuminates the path to inner peace.
Today as the news from Selma and Saigon
poisons the air like fallout,
I come again to see
the serene, great picture that I love.
Here space and time exist in light
the eye like the eye of faith believes.
The seen, the known
dissolve in iridescence, become
illusive flesh of light
that was not, was, forever is.
O light beheld as through refracting tears.
Here is the aura of that world
each of us has lost.
Here is the shadow of its joy.
Based on this concept I wrote a poem earlier today: "Waterlillies in my soul's lake" -
http://shivpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/waterlillies-in-my-souls-lake.html
http://shivpoetry.blogspot.com/2011/02/waterlillies-in-my-souls-lake.html
Singing oneness!
