Jean Arp

Playing with form,
Using colours as metaphors,
Feeling the pulse of the time,
He paints,
And his life is bright.
How contrast his world-outlook is!
To the artist the city centre of Paris
Is a new white egg which
New senses hatch from.
He knows German and French,
And he reads a lot,
But his works are primordial,
Full of geometry of instinct.

 Tick-tock-
The future turns into the present,
And new crowds of hipsters
Carry his emotional message in their hearts.

Love is non-figurative.


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