Robert Kipniss’s new book, “Paintings and Poetry 1950-1964,” is a surprise. Long respected as a painter and master printmaker, Kipniss, a Sharon weekender, is also — or was, since he has written no poems for 50 years — a fine poet.
Before turning 20, Kipniss had resolved to be both artist and poet, and for more than a decade he created colorful, lyrical paintings and dark, pessimistic, often angry poems. The painting flowed easily; the poetry came slowly. Every word was agonizingly considered and reconsidered before a finished piece was filed away.