Sunday, February 28, 2010

inaudible pain

sterling hundley

Friday, February 26, 2010

Portrait d'une Femme

"You are a person of some interest, one comes to you
And takes strange gain away:
Trophies fished up; some curious suggestion;
Fact that leads nowhere; and a tale for two,
Pregnant with mandrakes, or with something else
That might prove useful and yet never proves,
That never fits a corner or shows use,
Or finds its hour upon the loom of days:
The tarnished, gaudy, wonderful old work;
Idols and ambergris and rare inlays,
These are your riches, your great store; and yet
For all this sea-hoard of deciduous things,
Strange woods half sodden, and new brighter stuff:
In the slow float of differing light and deep,
No! there is nothing! In the whole and all,
Nothing that's quite your own.
Yet this is you. "
-Ezra Pound


some kent williams paintings

"Take me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic." -Salvador Dali


elo vasquez, elo vasquez, helmo

"Unfolding enveloping missiles of soul
Recall senses sadly
Mirage like soft blue like lanterns below
To light the way gladly
Whether whistling heaven's clouds disappear
Where the wind withers memory
Whether whiteness whisks soft shadows away
Feel flows, white puff glisteny shadowy flow
Feel goes, black puff glisteny shadowy flow"
-Feel Flows, The Beach Boys