© I Stand Asymmetrically Against The Wall of Paintings

Love is like art; left off the canvas, left to stand asymmetrically against the wall of paintings or center floor, a sculpture for all to walk around, afraid to look or touch.

Sculpture- Lisa Osborn, Paintings- Linda Trappey Dautreuil, left, Amy Guidry, center and right

© I Stand Asymmetrically Against The Wall of Paintings
His lips touched the corners of my mouth
with the touch of an angel—
gently— and he took my hands in his;
and when his weight urged
my trembling hope,
he pressed just enough that
it made me feel alive.
Knowing him a thousand lifetimes,
with emotions as old as Eden,
he colored me with words of love and
I stood asymmetrically
against the wall of paintings;
he made me feel alive.

Mimi Wolske
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artists Troy Dugas, Melissa Bonin, Lisa Osborn, Linda Dautreuil, Amy Guidry, and Marjorie Pierson

(TOP: Sculpture- Lisa Osborn, Paintings- Linda Trappey Dautreuil (left), Amy Guidry (center and right))
)BOTTOM: artists Troy Dugas, Melissa Bonin, Lisa Osborn, Linda Dautreuil, Amy Guidry, and Marjorie Pierson)

© Don’t Exclude Me from Full Subjectivity

Rebellious Mimi

© Don’t Exclude Me from Full Subjectivity
and so from artistic ability, knowledge,
and sensibility; in doing so,
you relegate me to an egoless,
bodily impressionism!
I’m no Friedan or Steinem,
but I have fought
against the “value of a woman”
being dependant on her
“trading” her physical purity
to a man in exchange for
his assuming/taking some
life-long responsibility for her.
I battled locally and nationally
for women’s rights to qualify for
credit—addressed our right to
break free of social and
economic subservience so
we gained the same equality as
any male when time to purchase
an automobile or a house…
without the signature of a male.
I chaired the task force on
Publicity and Public Relations
in order to prevent and stop
women being used as a sexual objects
in advertising. My essay for women’s
right to find personal fulfillment
outside traditional roles was
published and read at educational symposiums.
I challenged sexism, fought for
free access to legal abortion,
believed women must have
a greater role in the political process,
and was part of a national task force
that analyzed and worked hard
to overcome the oppression of women.
Not every female wanted/wants to be
A June Cleaver Replicate. I fought for
your right to be able to think and
act like Mina Loy, to be
Today’s Renaissance Women
if that was what you wanted/still want.
Don’t exclude me from full subjectivity.

Mimi Wolske (American Writer, Painter, and Renaissance Woman)
All Rights Reserved

© Never One To Follow The Crowd

The saying goes, IF everyone was jumping off of a cliff, would you jump too?

Thinking for yourself means going against the trend. You won’t compromise the facts for the sake of consensus or “fitting in”when you are the one performing a thorough investigation and analysis.

never one to follow

© Never One To Follow The Crowd,
I recognized the self-appointed devil’s advocate
who sucked the stars and stripes right out
of the red, white, and blue,
and stoked the fire of doubt
in the rich and the poor,
the working and the idle,
with anti-American words
set to appear honest and poetic.
But a blue-penciled contact sheet
showed them as reproductions of
biased, misleading, propagandized
vines on vast golden trellises
planted in public arenas
to mimic art and to draw the
disillusioned to hatred.
He played a long and varied
catalog of shocks to American
culture that put it on a path
to become a media culture,
a culture he insulted but
one he wanted a piece of.
And when challenged by
intelligence and independence,
he denied his every hateful,
prejudiced word and action
and qualified that with meaningless
justification that he did
nothing any “true” American
wouldn’t do, that he was
the one and only to lead
the flock, to give them
the fodder they once had.
All the sheep went baaa
to cheer him on and on and on.
And he laughed at them behind their backs.

Mimi Wolske
All Rights Reserved


© I’m Just A Philanthropist with An Old Soul or Every Day Is A New Day with You

It’s Still National Poetry Month

The first National Poetry Month was held in 1996.

“Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley, from A Defence of Poetry and Other Essays.


Quentin Massys, Netherlandish, Ill-Matched Lovers, c. 1520-1525

© I’m Just A Philanthropist with An Old Soul
Every Day Is A New Day with You
Mimi Wolske
All Rights Reserved

You can’t go back again
And expect everything to be the same—
You stole more than trinkets.
Still, I replay you and me;
It’s a loop of happy reveries.

Spring again and I’m shedding
All the unneeded parts of my
protective coat without a second thought.
Now, with the dust jacket removed,
all I see is our story,
Not the actors in it.

Just as a room full of students
Sharpening their pencils,
Or Mom frying bacon early in the morning,
You are one of my favorite smells…
Burned on my memory until the end.

(painting: Quentin Massys, Netherlandish, Ill-Matched Lovers, c. 1520-1525)

© Slay Your Dragons Tomorrow

In days of centuries past, there were dragons. They were real. I believe in everything until it’s disproved, and sometimes I don’t believe the disprover.  So, I believe in little fairies, in dragons, a forever-and-ever love, all the myths, even if they exist in our minds only. Who’s to say my dreams and nightmares are not real?

slay your dragons poem

© Slay Your Dragons Tomorrow
Mimi Wolske
All Rights Reserved

Slay your dragons tomorrow,
For that is when I shall let you go.
I’ll appear the better impresario
Since it is in my heart you’ve chose to reside
And ringed my finger with a kiss or two;
In so doing, our love you verified.