Thursday, November 26, 2015

#302 Le Rendez-Vous

Smallish mongoose; pointed

face; solitary, in pairs or small

groups. Slightly diminishing

the polar distance. The history

teacher lectured us every day,

did not sacrifice the quality

of her scorn for speed, her words

at first awakened horror but

continued abuse became mere

recitation. Something about a

dead horse, diurnal floggings.

Tuesday, November 03, 2015

#301 The Domain of Arnheim (1949)

A sudden snap
freeze shatters the

window, but not
the bird outside.

Inside is a different
story; though on &

in reflection much
the same. Some play

on words that can't
exist in the original.

Thursday, October 22, 2015

#300 Fashionable People

Autumn is a tricky time.
Fashionistas get ready to
face the cold winter months
but try not to completely let
go of their summer styles.
Judgey blondes, with little
to qualify them beyond
starpower, must practise

soothsaying &/or augury
in order to keep coming
out of the woodwork with
new lifestyle brands that we
must either consume or else
opt out of the fashion stream.

Monday, October 05, 2015

#299 Le Calligraphe

Winter is coming. We
have prepared for it.
Have written over &

over on any place we
could lay a brush on,
"winter is coming." We

have written, & now
the snow has fallen, &
overwritten everything.

Monday, September 21, 2015

#298 La Maison

                            In what is essentially a 
              compromise, a sound system 
                          has been custom designed
                                to enhance the teacher's 
                  ability to communicate, to 
            reach out to students, to

                           turn memorized inform-
                ation into communication
                                 & expose the brain to a
                rejigged language structure 
                      that makes the describing 
                               of strange structures easy.

Tuesday, September 08, 2015

#297 La Belle Captive

The grape harvest is
over, so no window
full of staring men in
bowler hats. Just a
single man walking
along a grassy path,
not even significant
enough to be included
in the painting of
what might be behind
the painting if the
painting wasn't there.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

#296 Scheherazade

The Marquis de Sade—
also a favorite of the

painter—spent a literary
120 days in Sodom. That

was slightly more than a
tenth of the time it took

Scheherazade to convince
her husband to cancel her

execution, & at least a
1001 times less enjoyable.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

#295 The Window

Not even pivoting on
one foot for an hour or
so in what passes as
the real world will give
any indication of how the
pyramids were built. For
that you have to bury
your head in the sand at
half hour intervals & at

every fifth burial vary
things a little & raise
your legs up into the air
in a kind of ostrich yoga.
Cheops will eventually
come along; & with him the
visitors from outer space
who actually oversaw all
the construction work. Levi-

tation, levers & pulleys, a
thin magnetic strip along
which monorails ran – talk
of them & the aliens will
laugh. What they did was
offer debt relief to various
third world economies in
return for their labor. So
the Inuit carved the blocks,

& giant apes carried them up
the ever-increasing slope,
& Native Americans with a
head for heights & the benefit
of laser sights put them in
their anointed place. & all
the while bands played on
the nearby dunes with sub-
sidiary groups beamed in

from other ∆ states in Central
& South America & the U.S.
Federal Treasury while aging
rock stars who pretended to
know something about eco-
nomics gave audiences to
the Pope & ex-Presidents &
-Prime Ministers in return for
knighthoods & naming rights.

Sunday, August 02, 2015

#294 Par un belle fin d'apr├Ęs-midi

Premonition or preparedness
or perhaps a personal per-
spective. Even at a young
age, even on holiday at a
chateaux in the Alps, sitting
on the granite balcony during
a beautiful late afternoon, the
members of Manet's family in-
evitably impress by a readiness
to address Death & their dress
sense when they're doing so.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

#293 Le Pont d'Heraclite

Everything flows, no-
thing abides, eyesight
is a lying sense, wrote
Heraclitus long before
he'd seen the Magritte.

So, is this a painting of
an optical llusion, or an
example of the chemical
process known as sublim-
ation? A pipedream that

the bridge is incomplete,
or a solid transformed to
the vapor state without
ever passing through the
liquid? Doesn't seem to

worry Heraclitus either
way. Couples are things
whole & not whole, what
is drawn together & what is
drawn asunder, he posits.

Then, more in keeping with
the theme, he notes that
much water has passed
under the bridge & just hap-
pened to rub half of it away.

Monday, July 06, 2015

#292 The Conqueror

Trees rise, dunes
fall. Nothing takes
the fancy of the

man in the tux &
fancy shirt. He's
board, is bored,

doesn't know the
first thing about
how to conquer it.