Moment Of Doubt

Moment Of Doubt

“Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.” 

~Joan Didion

 

Blur is what we are/not

what brains breathe

too fast/slow on the pillow where

each eye-catch lingers,
vain cauliflowers
rolled behind what must

distort itself in
change after change.

Lance/lined hips

get stuck to the star lip

 moving pillar by pillar
to stairstep

a dead instant

down

to the atropine dream;

real to/day/yestermorrow, REAL we think/say

as cheeks/lashed wet that fall dustily

open 

are beacons

or only a dimming

of color

to shadow

what blinks us

on/off

one hundred years/tomorrow. 

 ~April 2015

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The Poetry in a Quote

where Susie Clevinger (Confessions of a Laundry Goddess) asks us to write to a quote by Joan Didion (I found this one on the internet and it seemed to go well with the modernist theme.)

and

National Poetry Month with Magaly Guerrero

Peoticizing The News...of 1913

Write a poem to a headline from 1913--

Mine(below) all concern the Armory Show, or International Exhibition of  Modern Art of 1913 in New York City, Chicago and Boston, where 'modern art' which we now tend to see as classic, was most controversially introduced by the Association of American Painters and Sculptors. 

I've tried to write in a complimentary sort of style to that time and occasion.

For more details on the Armory Show and the painters and sculptors who exhibited there

 see wikipedia

Top image: The sensation of the Armory Show, Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2, by Marcel Duchamp. Fair use via wikiart,org

Newspaper images from 1913 concerning the Exhinbition, various sources, afaict, public domain

Angelcake

Angelcake

In the too-bright color-kill light

across the brittle border

lies Cellophane Angel-land,  

 everyone 

sugar-free, fat-free, deliciously

plastic, without

awkward organs, hot

or cold running blood.

Lifting sacred brand names to the sky

they sigh,

dying in fracture-fall

from old spork wounds.

It's fragile in the land of cellophane angels

with too much nothing to be.

~January 2015

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Challenge: Flash 55 Plus

Kerry O'Connor (Skylover, Skywriting) remembers the incomparable Mr. Know-it-all, the G-man, Galen Lee Haynes, who left us last month, with his 55 meme continued, plus; or as she defines it: "Each month there will be something extra, an option to consider in your creative process. The one thing that will remain the same is the word count: 55 words no more, no less." This month's added element, appropriately for the man with the Harley, is a biker phrase from the 50's, 
'Man, you gotta go.' 
Might be a little of that in this, maybe.

Top image: High Noon, 1949, by Edward Hopper
May be protected by copyright. Fair use via wikiart.org

Footer: An Angel of The Last Judgement, 1911, by Wassily Kandinsky
Public domain