Painting by Johann Karkheck
Diabolica
Hollow diabolo,
squeezes future
into now.
Momentary awareness
gone to mem'ry
too soon.
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::INSIGHT::
What we see, we have already "read" as our visual cortex filters our perceptions down through the doors of our experiences. What we read is immediately transposed perceptually to some kind of image that is compatible with our imagination. Here you will find much to read, and lots to see.
Glenn Buttkus
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3 comments:
Hello Glenn,
I am honoured again by being included in your 'collection'. That painting by Johann Karkheck certainly pushes the darker side of the title! Yes, I am a fan of Karouac and appreciate the immediacy of his language. He was perhaps the first writer who wrote as people speak rather than speak in the traditional 'writing' language!
I also note your inclusion of Tess Kincaid. Great choice!
lovely piece,
Thanks for sharing!
Dear poetic friend: how are you?
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry-potluck-bedazzled.html
our poetry potluck is open, if you have poems (old or new) to share, link in NOW,
you can link up to 3 poems, the more you share, the happier we are.
Thanks for the participation! Tuesday 8pn is the deadline to link up, please hurry up!
Happy Monday Poetry Potluck!
Happy Tuesday!
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