FOR MY OLD FRIEND SUZANNE HARING, WHO MAY HAVE BEEN THE SISTER OF THE LATE ARTIST KEITH HARING

 

 

FOR MY OLD FRIEND SUZANNE HARING, WHO MAY HAVE BEEN THE SISTER OF THE LATE ARTIST KEITH HARING

 

 

Suzanne, so sweet, so beautiful

She whirls as on a carousel

Her hair, a crown, a parasol

The blondness, gorgeous, bountiful

 

It sparkles, shimmers, always shines

Electric charges so sublime

Are radiated all the time

They prick like a kind porcupine

 

She dances, prances, to the beat

Of riot-rock with furied feet

Exuding such panache, conceit

The staid make haste, are in retreat

 

She never, ever, would sit still

Her brother’s canvass did fulfill

The manifesto she did instill

Parade the promise of the will

 

To love the aesthetic so kinetic

The vibrant and vibrating lines

That shout a sonnet of the sonic

The sound and vision intertwined

 

Copyright, David Gottfried, 1998

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