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Ken Stone: Maria

Ken Stone

Sep 01 2016

1 mins

Maria

(after a painting by Russell Drysdale, 1950)

 

Barmaid Maria was a mystery I tried to trace

long before that painter sketched her

with her fingertips at her throat, as if feeling

the pulse of a gently distant sea.

 

Wall-eyed, but seeing all, he flattered

our Maria with ink strokes and coloured washes—

then coaxed her further.

In no time he had her posing

in her best apparel on the pub veranda.

 

That painter saw what I failed to see:

the way Maria would sometimes stare

beyond our village into her past,

Aegean-blue and golden.

 

With his curious brush and viable eye,

he saw that look and set it down.

 

I studied Greek Maria each afternoon

before Drysdale turned her into art.

I lost her to that timeless, painted pose

near the hotel doorway at Sofala.

Ken Stone

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