{"id":5099,"date":"2014-01-13T07:33:52","date_gmt":"2014-01-13T15:33:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/?p=5099"},"modified":"2014-01-17T09:15:44","modified_gmt":"2014-01-17T17:15:44","slug":"a-poem-as-the-new-year-begins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/2014\/01\/13\/a-poem-as-the-new-year-begins\/","title":{"rendered":"A poem as the new year begins"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In the previous post, I, as Alice, wrote a spoof of &#8220;Twas the Night Before Christmas.&#8221; \u00a0Now, as an antidote to that disrespectful take on the All-American holiday classic, I&#8217;ve written a &#8220;legitimate&#8221; poem inspired by a press photo that has long fascinated me\u00a0of Alice B. Toklas, Janet Flanner and the Picasso portrait.<\/p>\n<p>In 1955, there was a major Picasso retrospective in Paris. \u00a0Among the works shown was his 1906 portrait of Gertrude Stein, which had been shipped to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York per her will, but was returned to Paris for the exhibition. \u00a0For Alice to see the portrait again must have been an emotional experience.<\/p>\n<p>My poem alludes both to the famous Picasso quote after someone, seeing the finished painting, had said to him that the portrait looked nothing like Gertrude, as well as Alice&#8217;s conversion to Catholicism in 1957. (And Janet and Alice&#8217;s love of their cigarettes!)<\/p>\n<p>Janet Flanner was a longtime friend of GertrudeandAlice and would regularly include items about them in her<em> Letter from Pari<\/em>s<em> in <\/em><strong>The New Yorker\u00a0<\/strong>magazine writing under the name\u00a0&#8220;Gen\u00eat.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-5102\" alt=\"e0701\" src=\"http:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/e0701-371x600.jpg\" width=\"371\" height=\"600\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/e0701-371x600.jpg 371w, https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/e0701-185x300.jpg 185w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 371px) 100vw, 371px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">JANET FLANNER AT THE PICASSO RETROSPECTIVE, PARIS 1955<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I watched Alice<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">walk<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">gingerly<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">toward the painting<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">like a young girl approaching the confessional<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">for the first time.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><i>Hail Mary, full of grace.<\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">She stopped<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">in front of the portrait,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">bowed her head<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">briefly<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">and looked up at it.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-5101\" alt=\"imgres\" src=\"http:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/imgres-300x225.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/imgres-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/imgres.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\u201cShe will,\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I heard her say<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">quietly<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">as she reached into her handbag<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">and<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">resolutely<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">took out a pack of Pall Mall cigarettes<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-5112\" alt=\"images\" src=\"http:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/01\/images.jpg\" width=\"144\" height=\"224\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">and<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">offered me one.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <i>Blessed art thou amongst women.<\/i><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 &#8211; Hans R. Gallas<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-thumbnail wp-image-4643\" alt=\"DSCN0434\" src=\"http:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSCN0434-150x150.jpg\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSCN0434-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/gertrudeandalice.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/DSCN0434-59x59.jpg 59w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 150px) 100vw, 150px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><b>\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the previous post, I, as Alice, wrote a spoof of &#8220;Twas the Night Before Christmas.&#8221; \u00a0Now, as an antidote to that disrespectful take on the All-American holiday classic, I&#8217;ve written a &#8220;legitimate&#8221; poem inspired by a press photo that has long fascinated me\u00a0of Alice B. Toklas, Janet Flanner and the Picasso portrait. 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