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Month: February, 2014

The Loves of Sochi (2)

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Cubist spires

Assembled in the clouds

The new Soviet man

Aligning his spine

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Tumbling quickly

Into descent

A boneyard deliriousness

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Bring me a glass of water

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I fought during the siege

It’s true!

I was young

Stumbling

Into the rubble

Running for ammunition

My bones ached

We had no bread

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Your heels resound

One foot is heavy

Are you with child

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Your son glancing

Over his shoulder

Acutely

Internalizing

Shostakovich

softly turning

I myself

Investigated

During the allegretto

circus time

Do you have a glass of water

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Reciting

Accusations

Admitting

Actions

Quarrying impossibly

Stony stone

I was broken

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It was late when I stepped off the train

Children bouncing candy-coloured balloons

round

Fathers and mothers soft as dough

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The new Soviet man

a file

Inside crusted bread

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Cubism condensed

To a slate grey

Now you pass this way again

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What is that look you are wearing?

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The Loves of Sochi

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Lovers 

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Swept up by a spark

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A kiss after dark

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Beneath a bridge

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Shadows

Whispering

Soon 

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The future cascading

town without pity

Tarkovsky studies music and Arabic

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Soon

Ivan

He will create

Ivan’s Childhood

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Winning top prize at the Venice Film Festival

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“Tarkovsky… 

captures life as a reflection,

life as a dream.” 

– Ingmar Bergman

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On the bridges of Sochi

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Beneath starlight

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Hand in hand

under stand

Lovers

Cascading

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A scene from Tarkovsky’s film Stalker:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNiVFCWMrqI

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Deep Sea Diving

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 Blake’s ocean

A gas station

Black medicine

In a vial

You said I thought I was Jesus

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You said I thought I was Jesus

In exile

We handled snakes

I was yours truly

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I was yours truly

I swallowed a shot of ink

We faded

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We faded

Vibrantly

In retrospect we were children

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In retrospect we were children

At the carnival

Deep sea diving

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Lao Tzu: On Love

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Being deeply loved by someone

gives you strength

once

while loving someone deeply

gives you courage.

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You left when I told you I was curious, 
I never said that I was brave

 So Long, Marianne, Leonard Cohen

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Spherical

book of mirrors

Curving a slow corner

twin eyes

You pass through

your own

history

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Your mirror image

original spiral ink

Picking up speed

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Speaking in code

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ghost crest

 Spirit animals

beneath the northern lights

drag what has fallen

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Absorbed

and flung

simultaneously

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A spherical puzzle

delivered you

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Does the wind agree

sky pieced

new bird meter

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I was reflecting on personal things with this post. Changes, new directions, letting the past go, that sort of thing. There was no poem to begin with simply ideas & words I’ve been thinking about.

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My attraction to twinning these two images was in discovering similar design motifs. A centre circular repetition. The lines on the sides of the meter resembling folded wings. The art deco, industrial perfect for a prison design of the meter contrasted with the wild bird hemmed in by a border & religious orthodoxy.

Although I suspect the early illuminators of manuscripts had druidic sensibilities and conveyed within their images the beauty of pagan relationships with the earth I can’t find anything similar to say about the parking meter. Although it does have a certain Dracula’s Castle type charm.

The parking meter imposed order upon free space. We might even say ‘wild’ spaces occurring in a common setting if we want to draw an analogy with pagan spirituality being ‘tamed.’

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The first parking meter in the United States was installed in 1935

(during the Great Depression & dust storms)

in Oklahoma City.

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The Book of Dimma is an 8th century Irish illuminated manuscript now

housed in Trinity College, Dublin

featuring the symbol of an eagle

representing

John the Evangelist.

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50th Anniversary of The Beatles on the Ed Sullivan Show

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The

black and white

television

flickers

reconfiguring

now

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Flowers blooming

with

signs & symbols

reconfigure

a

flickering

*

My father

 on the sofa

refolding

the creased and worn

 shaking his head

new double

Step forward

sideways & back

in

physical education class

repeating the Fox Trot

with L

again Jingle Bell Rock

she quivers and laughs

flat feet she offers

we were rocking

no reason

to watch the clock

*

my friend

fingers aglow

 his urgent hand

Introducing The Beatles

I was torn

in steam the flowers were worn

*

C & L 

 exhaling

into the frosted black air

cloaking almost touching

one another

oceans of diamonds

rolling overhead

*

I couldn’t make out every word

the album cradled like an

illuminated manuscript

under his arm

*

My gloved finger

drawing in white snow

uncovering the dark metal

of a late model sedan

*

I Want to Hold Your Hand

roll on John

A dinner party ceremony for

Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band 

*

Cellophane flowers

dissolving

in crystal glasses

*

Comets curving

free fall

a sign

*

B, D & R asleep already

I walk beneath

into

awakening sparrow song

 tiny electric sitars flitter

through branches green & brown

*

Translucent animals bounding leap

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The solstice pulsing in waves

a pushing tide

subsides

*

I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in

to stop my mind from wandering 

years later

Aluminum & ink folio

jukebox affixed to the counter

Strawberry Fields Forever

*

T dressed in black

opening a black umbrella

hitchhiking after dark

*

Living is easy with eyes closed…

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What a trip to travel

through space & time emotionally and imagistically

enhanced

by these Liverpool musician/storyteller

icons of the cultural landscape

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Introducing The Beatles

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFWXBn2d1d8

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Jingle Bell Rock (Bobby Helms)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itcMLwMEeMQ

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Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYRSgbDw7xA

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Strawberry Fields Forever

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nehRB1FTeTo

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I Want to Hold Your Hand

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipADNlW7yBM

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Photo credit: CBS photo archives – Comet:  Visoki Decani Monastery, Metohia, Yugoslavia, 1330 (approx)

I do not own the copyright to these works have simply reconfigured for non commercial purposes of commentary

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Row Back by Michael Gallagher

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Petulant sun quarrels with crabbed sky

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It probes, prods, sneaks

Through gaps in broken cloud,

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Catches the crests of waves that roll

In deep swells across the estuary.

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Gales lash the craggy headland

Pummel long-stemmed grass into submission;

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Rain shards pierce weathered faces

While wrens search out the whin’s snug core.

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It is midsummer’s day and Nature rages:

Brother Man, row back, row back,

Our world is not, is not, yours to destroy.

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Mike Gallagher lives in splendid isolation in Lyreacrompane, County Kerry, Ireland. His collection ‘Stick on Stone’ is published by Revival Press.

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