The Lover Compareth His State to a Shippe
in Perilous Storme Tossed on the Sea
The Lover Sheweth How He Is Forsaken of Such
as He Sometime Enjoyed
Ys Yt Possible
What shulde I saye
The Lover Complayneth the Unkindness of His Love
Biography: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Wyatt_(poet)
Poetic testimony a’shifting
mother barely
threadbare stirring
peas & porridge nine days old in the pot
shadows
a’shifting
golden vibrations overflow
cauldrons
circling
three places
the oak the stag
a’shifting
Black and white images influenced by readings of Ferdinand the Bull as a child
Ferdinand’s delight inhaling perfumed flowers beneath a gnarly tree
papery Spanish ink ascribing metamorphosis to performance
in emanations of the ancient, kinetically flowing spine
in rainfall of visionary code addressing wounds
strenuous chalking of shamanic timelines
body politic of dreamtime silence
battery pack wire testimony
pale butcher’s twine
binding frayed
poetics
June 10, 1974
Edinburgh, Scotland
Joseph Beuys:
Blackboards and drawings of pots from
Three Pots for the Poorhouse Action
Photo credit: Richard Demarco
Physics again standing on its head
Physicists discovering an upside – down world
The elementary particles comprising stars can leap
It seems
Across time (if there really is time) reappearing
And appearing in numerous locations at once
The simultaneous stars stretching across infinity
Are one and the same
Projections of one star
One star only we see here and there
As if altering as if shadowing our days and years
With a spectacularly aloof performance
Like the lover
You just can’t forget
Previously published in my fourth book of poetry Hierarchy of Loss (Ekstasis Editions 2007)
Digital art based on an ink sketch in my moleskin sketchbook.
The beasts of the forest
Wishing us well
In poemimage May 2012 a Rilke poem using the image below. I happened upon it today & considered: Is this figure dancing or dowsing. The title came to me while manipulating layers in Photoshop. A wee ditty followed soon after.
Additional image:
Speculation into the investigation:
An inked manuscript penned by sure hand,
billowing dark Satanic mills,
a winged and weightless choir,
shadow of a blooming oak
across the bowling alley,
7 – Eleven coffee to go,
shoes with blinking lights.
Bukowski’s Bluebird and Blake’s Tyger
in performance.
0:00 – 0:56
0:56 – 1:12
1:12 – 2:10
2:10 – 3:06
3:06 – 4:02
4:02 – 4:58
4:58 – 5:54
5:54 – 6:50
6:50 – 7:46
7:46 – 8:23
You can silently enjoy
the Beatle’s sound collage
Revolution 9
by following the time code
between images
above
(a Dada/Fluxus action)
or
this link
to
the full
eight minutes +
of inspired mayhem
on their White Album:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJeqOoc4HmI
Amazingly
within five years
The Beatles traveled artistically
and sonically
from I Want to Hold Your Hand
to
Dada / surreal poetry
and a psychedelia infused with literary and cinematic
overtones.
As 2014 begins
you may find yourself
beginning or ending
travel
into or out of
cyclical spheres.
Like
a comet.
Like
comet #9.
We could say the ice arrives leaping like a cat.
And the cat silently contemplates windows and branches
before moving on.
My simple paraphrase reworking the short poem Fog. To address recent weather: silver & luminous with shattered trees & a million people without power. Upon us like a thief in the night.
Fog by Carl Sandburg: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174299
One question I would ask Carl Sandburg, whose answer would intrigue me greatly: Baudelaire or Scarborough Fair?
Images juxtaposing a needle or vaccine with the idea of film credits rolling at the end of a love affair.
A list of ingredients on a label on a jar. The love affair revisited as a series of scenes.
The body memory supercharged with moments of elation or conversely defeat, possibly reacting to the cure. Striving to achieve harmony.
Film As Art written by Rudolf Arnheim. Film als Kunst first published in 1932. A book of standards, a theory of film.
In the chapter ‘Other Capacities of Film Technique’ a section: Fading in, Fading out, Dissolving.
Sometimes in order to avoid sudden appearance a picture is allowed to grow slowly out of the darkness, or to disappear in the same way.
Fading in and fading out can be used to show people’s subjective perception; for instance, when a person is waking up or falling asleep.
for instance,
when a person is waking up
or falling asleep.
You lie down in whatever bed
you lie down in, the pillow accepting
the weight of your head, the mattress
receiving your body like a longed-for guest.
You move in your sleep and the sheets
react to your turnings, the blankets adjust,
shaping themselves to your outline. The air
in the room keeps time with your breathing,
accepts being displaced while I circle the walls
of the city you dream. My papers
are worn, frayed at the edges; that picture
I have of myself, clouding-over and spotted
with rain: my face is dissolving before me. The night
holds you in sleep, you are stilled by its comforts;
by the fabrics absorbing the sweat you expel.
My cries go unheeded as I stand at the gate
pleading admittance. There is no one to turn to
as you shed a layer of your skin while you lie there,
dead to the world; my one reliable witness.
I am the moon
round
distant
cold light
reflecting the sun’s warmth
back to a blue planet
a lover’s smile
forever light years away
black space
gravity pulling
tidal waves of emotion
forever love
on shores of childhood dreams.
I am the moon
pale maiden in the morning sky
large orange crone at dusk.
Alone
I ignite the dark
for moonlight kisses.
Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews has two collections of poetry: “The Whispers of Stones” and “Sea Glass”. Nature and one’s place in it, is her muse. In 2013, she was shortlisted for Descant’s Winston Collins Best Canadian Poem Prize. She lives, teaches and writes in Oakville, Ontario, Canada.
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