in the art museum

had a coffee first thing

are we becoming Italian?

used the bathroom and

got in free  -  cause I’m old

in the great stone  building, the modern art museum 

i met face to face a large metal sculpture by Alberto Giacometti

who i got introduced to metaphorically,  fifty-three years ago

by  my art teacher Dick Foley.

now this day i stand facing  the slick, stick

tall  human image – like a person,  strange for sure.

cast artfully in dark shiny metal; lumpy and smooth.

imposing, patiently poised.

i take a seat and gaze a while,

see other things and come back to it

be nice to have  at home to admire

thoughts can drift with it, but go nowhere in particular

  

more should be said, others have tried

as it looks good. 

it is most interesting to look at

that’s why it’s here in a museum

art open  here - in hours of viewing

witness the work,

 reaching out,   

grasping;

these efforts of art master’s

 unite the environment  in  color and shape,

in style and form;  from the ages,

for now and  all time.

my time to see it all is limited

but I am thankful for what time there is

that is a good reason to come by

into this museum of contemporary art.