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I gave Myself to
The solemn
Vision
in the
subtle lie —
Some
predicted
them
do us
wrong
We
witness
A Moment
fit our Vision to the Dark
And meet the
larger — Darkness
The Bravest
hit
Directly
know 'tis
Glory —
Glory
and
Might
Assert themselves —
by Janet Holmes
published in Coconut 11
In preparation for my upcoming trip to NYC, I've been researching what's happening in the art world. This piece by Ellsworth Kelly looks a lot like my coffee table. If I go to the MOMA, I'll be able to check it out in earnest.
Artist Jennifer Maestre forgoes the marble, bronze, and clay routine. She creates her masterpieces with
pencils. A writer's delight, right? This piece is called Aurora (via Wooster Collective).
It's cold and dreary here today. But you can have fun playing in the ambient at Get ColorCalm. Change the color of your sky.
Sparklers burning the barn down and it’s all smoky on my arm
We piggyback ten kids across the lawn to water the plants and rearrange attachments
We’ve never found a four-leaf clover so keep looking for slave toys near the graveyard
Bury your beard on the porch where first I found it
I admit I wanted you dead so I could mourn properly
There’s a mannequin on the neighbor’s roof and helicopters are mosquitoes
that will never save its life
Please bury me in the beehive it’s hot in here and I’m useless and used to it
The miscellaneous mash of moonshine with the reluctant
Bullfrogs burp the alphabet close by and these are the sacks of insects hatching
Plants and the kids that watch them place larva on the grindstone
Keep saving allowance for the carnival that comes in spring
The fire trees ring the crops and pitchforks stake out like-minded mountains
Bury your beard on the porch where first I found it
What slips through the screen door does not even touch the entrapment
Your next poem is inside this photo. I promise you--it is right here! All you have to do is be its scribe.
u+a + neil m. denari architects: useful + agreeable house Check out "Incidental Nature." A reception for this show will be held tomorrow, January 19, at Giant Robot 2 in Los Angeles.
(story from VLU, Viewers Like You)
The figure x shows a deepening sky.
A map of peerage.
A dying star pulses, and is resolved.
Who is righteous overmuch. There were
plenty of years. Was said to be tractable,
if the tractability condition was fulfilled.
A little blood, in the ocean.
One can make out, in black, the escorts
of a pilgrim caravan. Then the faithful.
Then the moment when the road brightens
and takes flight.
The wind of this world, our turning.
Little baron, spreading, softening.
by Cat Jones
published in Diagram
Note: This poem is an assemblage of very large and very small things, and I suppose conveys a feeling, as when looking at maps, of being in the sky.
Longtime readers of Big Window know how much I dig artist's journals. Check out this great project by Kathrin Jebsen-Marwedel on flickr.
This article by Noam Cohen published in the New York Times suggests that Borges' fiction foreshadowed (if you will) the brave new world of the web. Cohen refers us to “Borges 2.0: From Text to Virtual Worlds” by Perla Sassón-Henry, which I haven't read yet, but the idea sounds right to me. I like it.
(photo by fuksija via flickr)
The MiPo journal is best known for "poesisas," but the art issue (December 2007) makes for a fun e-visit. It is dedicated to art that has some relationship (although not necessarily a visible one) to poetry. This painting of squares and rectangles is by Toni Simon. Her art has been used on the covers of a number of different poetry books and literary journals.
Free Fall 2 is a collage made by her husband, the poet Nick Piombino.
This issue of MiPo features the work of eight different artists, including their indefatigable publisher, Didi Menendez.