Writer and Artist

Lynn Miller is the author of works on varied subjects, both fiction and non-fiction, as well as a painter whose dominant style is that of abstract expressionism. 

 

Lynn Miller is Professor Emeritus of Political Science, Temple University. He is the author of a number of books and articles on world politics. Books include Organizing Mankind and Global Order: Values and Power in International Politics. His 2010 novel is Crossing the Line. He is the co-author (with Lloyd Jensen) of Global Challenge, (with Annette H. Emgarth) of French Philadelphia, (with James McClelland) of City in a Park, and (with Therese Dolan) of Salut! France Meets Philadelphia: The French Presence in Philadelphia's History, Culture, and Art, which will be published by Temple University Press in December, 2020. His memoir, Postcards from Delphi, is now available from the author.

 

Artist: Paintings

Lynn Miller's Paintings

As a painter, Lynn Miller seeks to explore through visual means aspects of the world he studied as a humanist and social scientist. He explores in a vivid and painterly way what he imagines may underlie our experience of complex phenomena. He makes visual our ideas and sensations. He began as a landscape painter. Landscapes remain behind much of his work, which is now largely abstract, with references both to the physical world and to states of mind. He seeks the dazzling visual moment, and to reveal aspects of our shared human experience. He views himself as principally a humanist in his approach to art, but one with an analytic bent.

 

This is "gestural painting, yet marked by painterly finesse and sensitive use of color . . . Lynn Miller favors an at-times-unnerving isolation of elements, then attempts to reconnect them with much vigor." Victoria Donohoe, The Philadelphia Inquirer, August 12, 2011, review of "Abstracted, Take Five," at Muse Gallery, Philadelphia.

 

 

Today's Poem

On Hearing Mahler's Symphony #1

 

               The peaceful forest stirs, the cuckoo calls,

               A perfumed woodland wafts about the strings,

               Through langsam reeds the dappled sunight falls,

               While in the glen a distant trumpet sings.

               Awakened celli agitate the air,

               A waltz evokes sweet passion not yet done,

               Then sad-voiced Jacques, who's everybody's frere,

               Speaks solemnly of struggles never won.

               A cataclysmic outburst rends the earth,

               Exploding longing, sweetness, peace, desire,

               Till gentle song grants glints of such rebirth

               As brings both life and death again in fire.

               Such music bursts the skintight sonnet's collar;

               How can mere rhymes contain titanic Mahler?