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Tag Archives: Maya Deren
Window
Withdrawal intends its own wan truth and fading– Twilight becomes her. (Meshes of the Afternoon, Maya Deren, 1943)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged 1943, avant-garde, Cinema, haiku, John Biscello, Maya Deren, meshes of the afternoon, poem, window scene
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It’s a Kind of Magic
Crafting from a wordless place, the Sorcerer’s stones became young girls trying to escape the grip of an audience that preyed on magic and cinema. (Image by Maya Deren)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged avant-garde, Cinema, girls, John Biscello, Maya Deren, poem, sorcerer, the way in, the way out
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Draft
There are no mirrors here, yet everywhere I see myself, a bated draft of furls, each bearing the right to exist, and respire ably.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged avant-garde, Cinema, dream, experimental, film, furls, John Biscello, Maya Deren, Mirror, poem, Poetry
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Meshes
Liquid net of glass, meshes court supplest longing– Dreams brace thinnest air.
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Tagged avant-garde, experimental cinema, film, haiku, John Biscello, longing, Maya Deren, meshes of the afternoon, poem, Poetry, woman
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Endanger
Savior, how we endanger mirrors without further reflection.
