Monthly Archives: March 2018

Red, Black

To paint a blood-sport, matador, faring no bull– dark, in need of stars.   (Artwork by Mark Rothko)

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Louise to the nth degree

Remember, love, there’s more of me where I came from– Frames cannot hold us.

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Arson

Committing arson, five-alarm siren on screen– Louise Brooks, how you burned.    

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Chaplin, Keaton

Men, who took the fall, to keep the world in stitches– Clowning achievement.   (Film still from Limelight, the only film in which Chaplin and Keaton appeared together).    

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Jean Rhys at Twilight

Nutrition fact: Did you know that windows like to eat writers who diet on silence and dust-motes, they swallow the writers whole, or in fragments, devouring them slowly, ever so slowly, until all that remains is a ghost, where a … Continue reading

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Jackson Pollock

  Ballet in a storm, one man’s kinetic forecast– You will know my name.

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Scissors

Hard to move forward, she thought, when bound to what’s gone– She bought new scissors.   (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Scent

Suspicion assails, Why did he give this to me? The scent of a trail.   (Artwork by Paul Klee)    

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Night Moves

Tree’s night-perm like fog, stars pining to get lost there– Long distance courtship.   (Artwork by Georgia O’ Keefe)

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Mark Rothko

Rending light to fit an artist’s capacity to survive caste form.   (Artwork by Mark Rothko)

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