waiting for an old bear (to speak) - SP #7 - black and white 26/05/2022 there are bagsbeneath your eyes you area pandaof some kind a wrinklingbear keeping one eyeon the world the other . . . turned away towardthe inner seeking who are you? whoam I? what are we? are weanythingat all? you are … Continue reading waiting for an old bear (to speak)
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More Bachelard in my hands
'Gaston Bachelard - a philosophy of the surreal' by Zbigniew Kotowicz (23/05/2022) The second of my books about Gaston Bachelard arrived today. Very exciting, and leaves me without excuses. I need to make some time to read and to write whatever it is I need to say about the influence this man's work has had … Continue reading More Bachelard in my hands
a butterfly would like to sing (on election day)
todayI would like to singa song a songin the tonesof sweet redemption of resurrection of beginning thingsanew like . . . stretching outthe coloursof my wings of risingupinto the sky dazzlingin the golden sununderthe blue it has beensuch a long long time coloured draband darkor glittering like sequinsturning here and there reflecting lightthat has no … Continue reading a butterfly would like to sing (on election day)
A new Bachelard book. A new project.
Hugely delighted to receive a long awaited book in the mail. My new Bachelard book by Joanne H. Stroud - 19/05/2022 You might recall that a couple of years back I fell into an infatuation of sorts with the writings of Gaston Bachelard, a French philosopher who died back in 1962. Bachelard was a scientist … Continue reading A new Bachelard book. A new project.
all (that one)
all (that one) - Self Portrait #6 (hand) - 15/05/2022 what iswithin my graspis allthat Ican hold truth palmknucklethumband fingers it is much it is little it isnothingandit is all in my hand . . . all the truthone mancan hold ~
distorted (for the best)
self-portrait #5 - distorted (for the best) - 14/05/2022 sometimesthe world I seeis round sometimesit isn’tsquare distorted sightsand soundspursue meeverywhere inside my headis grey and greyerevery day I wonderwhat is realorwhat it seems I close one eyefor a better view thenI close that onetoo curlinto a ball sometimes I think thatthatis allthat’s leftto do misshapenand … Continue reading distorted (for the best)
a man only (in letters)
Self Portrait #3 (typographic) - 13/05/2022 only words thatis whathe is allthat he can manageto be writes himselfin letters a scripthe can be onlyin letters ~ This work is drawn from the same selfie image that the first drawiing was based on. This one is - who is he (does he think he is?) -composed/comprised … Continue reading a man only (in letters)
The Truth of Time – live on SpillWords
I mentioned yesterday that my poem - The Truth of Time - was to be published on the SpillWords (Spillwords.com) site. I'm delighted to share the link to the poem, which is now live. I won't say more about the poem - which I've discussed here before - other than that it is accompanied by … Continue reading The Truth of Time – live on SpillWords
Publication on Spillwords! (The Truth of Time poem)
Lovely, lovely! I've received confirmation this morning that Spillwords are going to publish my poem - the truth of time (as revealed by the pictures) is to be published, with an attached mp3 audio recording - on the 11th May, 2022 at 3am Eastern Time. I think that is about 5pm on the 11th in … Continue reading Publication on Spillwords! (The Truth of Time poem)
all of them (I feel)
all of them (I feel) - 09/05/2022 there’sno surprise the blueis there I see itevery day a danceof motes and particlesacross the sky smalltoo smallit’s just a colour I knowbut . . . I notice themas they streamthrough rays of the sun past my eyes ~ and there isgoldon the grassthat lies at my feet … Continue reading all of them (I feel)