Claude Monet, Claude Monet
Why must you paint?
You could get a real job
Selling fruit and veg
There’s an opening at the grocer
Go put your application into Ed
If you have an eye for beauty
Why don’t you stock flowers
It would attract the lovely ladies
Perhaps you’ll find a wife
There is no money in art
You’ll be begging on the street
This is not the life I wish for you
Be a grocer on your feet
Put down your brush
Get cleaned up
Go find yourself a job
Claude Monet, Claude Monet
Why must you paint?
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Day 30’s challenge
For Day 30 the prompt is to write a poem ”that engages with a strange and fascinating fact. It could be an odd piece of history, an unusual bit of art trivia, or something just plain weird. While I cannot vouch for the actual accuracy of any of the facts presented at the links above (or any other facts you might use as inspiration!), I can tell you that there are definitely some poetic ideas here, just waiting for someone to use them.”
I followed the links with different unusual facts and I connected with this one on Claude Monet. Many creatives get told to get a ’real’ job, one that can pay the bills. When I saw Claude Monet’s dad wanted him to be a Grocer, I could hear him arguing with his son in my head.
Today, is the last day of April and NaPoWriMo 2018. I am so proud of myself for keeping up with the challenge to the end. I’m so thankful to all the people that have supported me with likes and comments, it was unexpected but really helpful. Thank you.
