Constable's Clouds

 

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“Cloud Study”

John Constable

English, 1776–1837

“Cloud Study”

c. 1821–22

Oil on laminate cardboard.

Manton Art Foundation collection

The Clark Art Institute

 
 

were you there

it would cost a tilted head

and all yourself a moment

lofted nothing

fragmented whole

whispered far away

enraptured without dramatics

or pathos full of yearning

or the chanted blood-borne message

or quip wiggled hips waggled

full of nothing fills everything

peach and pale and gray and forever paused

our story sung

plays soft mortar the bricklayer’s perfunctory toil

becomes a dancing wrist

binds souls to a letterhead facade

away drifting skies

fill your lungs with a breath the taste of dreaming

away drifts the sky

and we are frozen here the never

 

 
 

Click for a little tour video from the Tate presented by the founder of the . . . Cloud Appreciation Society.

So English.