O dear sweet rosy unattainable desire

An Asphodel

O dear sweet rosy
unattainable desire
...how sad, no way
to change the mad
cultivated asphodel, the
visible reality...

and skin's appalling
petals--how inspired
to be so lying in the living
room drunk naked
and dreaming, in the absence
of electricity...
over and over eating the low root
of the asphodel,
gray fate...

rolling in generation
on the flowery couch
as on a bank in Arden--
my only rose tonite's the treat
of my own nudity.

Allen Ginsberg

Very good. I love the painterly surface of the image, as well as the poem, It is nice to see something different on PN every once in a while! Well done! :)

Very orginal, nice work

You've created an extraordinary portrait. Fantastic job, Mark. Congrats. Halina