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Skeleton Pirate with Ghost Ship. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Ghost in the Land of Skeletons. I answered, every day. He laughed at that and disappeared. All I could think was he beat me to it. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Just outside the frame. There has to be a dog. Chickens, cows and hay. Where a ham in hickory. Is also being preserved. Here for all time. The borders of the Gothic window. The tines of the pitchfork. And front and center. The long faces, the sober lips. Above the upright spines. Arrested in the name of art. The sun this high. Instead they linger here. Within the patient fabric. Of the lives they wove. He asking the artist silently. And worrying about the crops. She no less concerned about the crops.
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Matisse: "The Red Studio". There is no one here. But the objects: they are real. It is not. As if he had stepped out or moved away;. There is no other room and no. Returning. Your foot or finger would pass. Through, as into unreflecting water. Red with clay, or into fire. Still, the objects: they are real. It is. As if he had stood. Still in the bare center of this floor,. His mind turned in in concentrated fury,. Like a great beast sinking into sands. Slowly, and did not look up. His own room drank him.
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The Parable of the Blind. This horrible but superb painting. The parable of the blind. In the composition shows a group. Each other diagonally downward. To stumble finally into a bog. And the composition ends back. Of which no seeing man. Is represented the unshaven. Features of the des-. Titute with their few. Pitiful possessions a basin. To wash in a peasant. Cottage is seen and a church spire. The faces are raised. As toward the light. There is no detail extraneous. To the composition one.
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Poetry/Art
Nude Descending a Staircase. Toe upon toe, a snowing flesh,. A gold of lemon, root and rind,. She sifts in sunlight down the stairs. With nothing on. Nor on her mind. We spy beneath the banister. A constant thresh of thigh on thigh-. Her lips imprint the swinging air. That parts to let her parts go by. One-woman waterfall, she wears. Her slow descent like a long cape. And pausing, on the final stair. Collects her motions into shape. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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In the foreground we see time and life. Swept in a race. Toward the left hand side of the picture. Where shore meets shore. But that meeting place. It doesn't occur on the canvas. For the other side of the bay. Is Heaven and Eternity,. With a bleak white haze over its mountains. And the immense water of L'Estaque is a go-between. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Paul Cezanne, L'Estaque (1883-85). Oil on canvas. The Museum of Modern Art, New York City. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Poetry-Arts Confidential
Entries about current events, arts and entertainment (including the competitive sport of poetry). Friday, March 3, 2017. This marks the end of Poetry-Arts Confidential after close to ten years of semi-regular-to-irregular opinionated posting on various subjects I wanted to write about. I will continue with the Tumblr Quiet Man blog- at tumblr.com/blog/ourquietman. Plus my recently-established Instagram account. Thanks for reading- and for the occasional comments (favorable and otherwise). In loud support...
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Poetry in Motion
Thursday, May 31, 2007. She does accept the way I am. And comprehend the grasps of my hands. She knows why I say the things I say. And understands why I feel that way. She is whom I share my laughter with. And rejoice in the successes I breathe. She could sense the flutter deep in me. And cares for me when there’s no need to be. She puts my troubled heart at ease. In dire moments she is still my bliss. She’s always there at a moment’s thought. And comforts me when I am distraught. Written by Asrul Zamani.
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