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Saturday, June 11, 2016
Poems at Mezzo Cammin
New at Mezzo Cammin: "A Curious Incident," a poem from the manuscript of The Book of the Red King; and "Rider Entering a Ruined City," a poem I wrote for painter and occasional penpal Graham Ward (UK.) Unfortunately, I cannot find an image of Graham's painting--thought I had saved it--but shall post later if I unearth one.
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
for some reason, "Rider" brought up memories of one of J.g. Ballard's early novels; kind of a hieratic, arcane miasma that percolates through the words... Incident was rather chatty, but like a Dali image: in the background a limp watch.. good. tx for showing...
ReplyDeleteThat's an interesting connection... I wrote some poems related to Graham's paintings for a show in the UK.
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