Soir Bleu, or a Clown Without an Audience

I donít think he looks sad, just strange. I donít think
it is a tragedy, but the fact that nobody cares;
the fact that their eyes glaze over while heís sat there
full face made up, red lipsticks, and markings that match
make me cry. Whatís a clown without a stage?
Just a weirdo. And whatís the point of being laughed at
without getting paid for it?

Poetry by Sameen
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Written on 2022-08-12 at 17:32

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm a big Hopper fan, but I haven't seen Soir Bleu before. It's Hopper at his best, showing people in physical proximity, but lost in their own worlds. Your poem about the painting is quite fine. The two questions you ask at the end are poignant.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I looked at the Hopper image to see what came to mind. I had a vision of the clown after work, then an image of an off-duty cop came to mind, a cop sitting at a table, having meal or a beer, his coat unbuttoned, his cap set on the table, a look of weariness on his face, and the threat that goes with a policeman absent. A benign presence. My feelings about the clown were similar, a benign presence, a weary being figuring out how to make a buck. Although, the clown has an intent expression, as if he is scrutinizing the bill, or something of importance.

Anyway, I like thinking about this, thanks for posting.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
I clown about about
My audience laugh with me
At me
Brish wit on display
As they need to have a laugh
As much as do
Life is far to searesce to be taken
All that searuse
Ken D.

urban duck The PoetBay support member heart!
some would say that life is a circus, I don't share this point of view, your poem shows how sad it can be to be a clown. Does he know he is a clown and does he believe life is a circus? From the Ancient Romans, I've learned that you could be killed in a circus for the pleasure of the public...