Thursday, September 13, 2018

#384 The Denizens of the River

The exteriors are thought-
fully designed, the branding
concepts unique. Much use
of plays on words. Artillery
shells gathered from the
river, clothes that floated by
in an illumination of flood-
lights, the occasional limb

artificially placed or worn
as necklace. Gloved fingers
rehearse the future journey
on a globe of trackless water.
Then the plunge, & kick to
the groyne across the river.

Monday, September 03, 2018

#383 The Gun

An object
is not so

to its
that another

one more

be found
to take
its place.

le terminus
œil de triton

la girafe
le tronc d'arbre

ce cavalier

la liste
le canon.

Saturday, August 25, 2018

#382 Les surprises et l'océan

There is a head shaped
like an ear that carries with-
in it a magic mirror that
may or may not hear, but
offers a diffident aspect

of the ocean. A woman in
a little black dress carries
it as she waits for dinner
to be served. The narrow
pyramids of sand are there

to snack on if she gets hung-
ry, fretting for her date to
arrive. Who may surprise her.
The sea is fairly flat, seems
perfect for galloping in on.

Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Saturday, August 11, 2018

#380 The signs of evening

Night approaches. Upright,
uptight, the painting that
divides crepuscular &
corrugation bursts its banks.

Too much to contain, that
the same day has different
times in different places.
Maybe even a different

season as some kind of fruit
is falling. It rolls out of that
picture & into this. Gravity
strikes. Plus globalization.

No sign of source identity.
Confusing. This time of day.

Saturday, August 04, 2018

#379 Les verres fumés

In a time of turbid
media & a weakened
economic outlook, this
display of stone tools
was put together. We
struggled with the
structure, were divided
over whether, with
the data sets that were
available, we portrayed
a goddess of resurrection
& rebirth or Fanon's dictum
that colonialism doesn't
come to an end with the
declaration of political
independence. Both
would require dark glasses
for their viewing. The one
because the brightness
blinded, the other so we
wouldn't see our shame. In
the end we compromised,
put both together, some-
what incomplete. Are pre-
paring a plaque which reads:
"Will be a lifelong pity if
having visited Tiger Hill
you did not visit Gödel."

Sunday, July 08, 2018

#378 La traversée difficile

The eye model presented
is the stuff of legends, a
stylistically pleasing & emo-
tionally useful device in which
is embedded a sonar sensor
ultrasonic rangefinder that can
detect objects up to many kilo-
meters away. Can't always
identify what they are, though.
Thinks what we see as a storm-
battered square rigger might
be a mere rough stake, or a
piece of shapeless wood, or
even an expensive delicate ship,
escaped from some other Museum
of Fine Arts, that has somewhere
to get to & sails calmly on.

Thursday, July 05, 2018

#377 Magritte

second in
the Rockhampton Cup.

have won
except the jockey

left the course
& got


Thursday, June 21, 2018

#376 The Explanation (2)

Father is discarded, is
dying, may even be
already dead. Freud
sits at the prestige table
offering up thanks to
Sophocles, thinking
that without the help
of Oedipus Tyrannus,
he may not have even
managed to get a seat
at the table nearest to
the kitchen. Mother
has another drink, says
to her son: "Now I have
the carrot & the stick in
one." Son: "In vino veri-
. Fuck you, Mother."

Monday, June 11, 2018

#375 The perfume of the abyss

                                         Incorrect to talk of the 
                      food chain as if it were 
                               a single entity. Absence 
                                      blots people out. Others 
                          emerge, elements of a
                               sense of guilt that is
                   sometimes offered up 
                                       as a straight radiant, 
                         sometimes as the center-
                                   piece of a vesica piscis, 
                      the fish's bladder favored 
                                 by some religions. The
                         abyss is redolent of each
                                  & every aspect — or
                               would be if someone were 
                                       there to be aware of them.

Sunday, June 03, 2018

#374 The Roof of the World

I am lost, though the street signs tell me I'm at the corner of Main & Forthright. This is a part of—uptown? downtown? out of town?—I do not recognize. There is traffic on the roadway, people walking there, bodies decorated with model cars that encase their waists, obeying the traffic directions, the lights, the speed signs. There is a separate lane for pedal cars. The sidewalks are paved with astroturf.