Monthly Archives: February 2016

Inversion

   When she did not cry under the bridge As death circled overhead in great spiral Of black pumiced vitriol.. I knew her. When the waves came in threes collapsing Upon her mango lycra in tumbling fury, She beat her … Continue reading

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Distant falling

Wide ocean spreads along the vast shore Calming the rushing sand into a smooth pitter, Wide sky falls to its death along far horizon Life in light ebbs from the veiny clouds bitter With disdain for their own demise, yet … Continue reading

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Environmental Choices

Mark Rothko writing in his book, The Artist’s Reality: Philosophies of Art,  “Mark Rothko” Yale University Press.  New Haven and London.  2004. On man and his environment (in relation to art): “Man’s adjustment to his environment may be of three … Continue reading

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Blue

(Bathers under the Pines by the Sea, 1926, Theo van Rysselberghe)   She is lightly floating upon her own pendulum And the ants go forth under her feet as though shaded In sweet comfort by the mere nearness in electric … Continue reading

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Often

Often, I ponder my longing to slip asunder and quietly go adrift Like the gentle roll of distant thunder into tumbling rift of The mind in macabre destruction, within its pliant, tendriled sheath Does secretly hope to glean the second … Continue reading

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Take Five

Three riffs Sax lays the top Drums pedunk the center Bass thumps the bop Heartbeat is fundamental you. Listen in stillness new Is it you? Steady the course in blue Rippity rip sets the days Determines colors in waves Blue … Continue reading

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To see art

      The question many pose is, “what did I not see in the painting?” Or perhaps you hear the exclamation: “I see a boy in blue holding an apple, looking at the window kind of sadly.” The question of … Continue reading

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