Klimt pins a tapestry
to the Amsterdam canal
mid smoke
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This poem was written following a recent visit to Amsterdam, which was lekker. And, to finish, here’s the Beta Band.
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Such imagery, and the mid-smoke suggesting a certain nonchalance while he did it 🙂
Klimt wore very nonchalant dressing gowns, I remember. So, I think you’re right about that 🙂 Thanks, Sarah Ann.