Tag: art
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Projection or Reflection
I’m seeing myself reflected in art I see In the gallery, panting with shock I am near seizure There I am hidden in a Bosch painting Below a bulbed onion dome, dark-eyed demons forcing a flail up my parted arse.
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Solomon Dancing
Prayer I am Solomon Solemn, monged and thronged By shadowmasters, revealing thrones I would own would I speak their oaths Write them odes, reevoke their old Names.
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Turner
Thank God for beauty, Turner exhibition in the Tate Take it in some evening, be amazed Turn in where you normally wouldn’t, as if fate Compelled diverted course Found yourself before grace Itself Ships and men on the sea, as if we were meant to dwell there Navvies hauling ropes in a swell, unwell yellow…
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Pen of Heaven Arid of Ink
Quill of Metatron Pen with which bright stars were drawn Rudely expulsed from heaven’s bawn An angel spending one last dawn looking down No dappled dawn drawn, no daylight dauphin Sun fruited cloudlinings fluttering resemble Her oriflamme France, which when flown her ranks could never lose Flambeau lures moths of my memories, lots of my…
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Players Please
Skeleton finger hands limbering up above piano keys Attained by degrees these masteries Black and white in rank and file she prods songs from chess pieces Keratin traces every face along its length, rousing scales She plays one handed Her profiled eye like a sunfish side winks, old romantic Head nodding in drugged emphasis Another…
Alchemisland 