I know we sidetracked
to see where the
troglodytes had
lived. Other than that
think bridges gone
over, under, or
danced upon. & lines —
train, coke, telephone.
Somewhere we had
antipasto, & drank. Not
too much, just enough
to make conversation
easy & company
complicated. Towards
the end the waiter
brought a bowl of
fruit. We peeled the
oranges & fed the seg-
ments to each other.
We left the apples.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
#115 Memory of a Journey III
Friday, December 09, 2005
#114 The Interpretation of Dreams
1) The Acacia
The arid regions
of Senegal
act as an incubator
for the
gum arabic tree.
2) The Moon
A soft
moon shuffle
by the light
of the
silvery shoe.
3) The Snow
The bowl of
night is
black
& filled
with white.
4) The Ceiling
ceiling
wax
lyrical
5) The Storm
The sky
has that angular
clarity that
often precedes
a change in
the weather.
6) The Desert
Only when the
last nail
is put in place
does it be-
come apparent
that all along
it was a
mirage that he
was building.
Monday, November 07, 2005
#113 This is not an apple
It is the
most realistic
of his apples.
Slight blem-
ishes, variants
of color. Leaves
& scissor-cut
stalk. It is
what the painter
says it isn’t.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
#112 Discourse on Method (1)
Having
suffered
through 17
symposia
convened
by L’Académie
Francaise
on Le Discours
de la Méthode
& fearing
he was
about to be
pushed be-
yond the
bounds of
rational
thought
Descartes
discarded
his wig
& his silk
breeches
& hose
& headed
for the
nearest
leather bar
muttering
“Who gives
a fuck what
anybody
thinks. I am
what I am.”
Monday, October 24, 2005
#111 God is no Saint
Friday, October 14, 2005
#110 Le Trait d'union
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
#109 The Search for the Absolute (1940)
Held
the leaf
up to the
light.
Said. In
this one leaf
the
entire tree.
Said. Is fractal.
Is
blueprint. Is
the entire forest.
the leaf
up to the
light.
Said. In
this one leaf
the
entire tree.
Said. Is fractal.
Is
blueprint. Is
the entire forest.
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
#108 The Lovers
Is said. Aug-
mented by
is seen. Sur-
text. Not under
but laid upon. The
emphasizing
hand, the under-
scoring smile. What
is read into by
what goes on
around. So
are the lovers
so aware of
one another
that inflexion is
nuance? Or is
there something else
behind the cliched
blindness?
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
#105 The Two Mysteries
Ceci n’est pas
une pipe. N’est
pas ceci aussi. Only
the painting is /
what it claims
to be. Is a
painting. Is
a painting of
a pipe. Or in
this case also
a painting of
a painting of
a pipe.
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