Dear Zazie, Here is today’s Lovers’ Chronicle from Mac Tag dedicated to his muse. Rhett
The Lovers’ Chronicle
Dear Muse,
layin’ here naked with,
words not necessary
now
lost in touch
hands movin’
across the curve
of your hip
yours movin’
over my arms
the only sound,
aside from passion,
the occasional
street traffic noise
from peachtree
feelin’ right
as we do,
parallel
only to
each other
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necessary, trouble within,
that which was had and lost
serenity, when all else fell
stumble against hope
struck on the way
shelter these delusions,
cover and shade the trails,
now, would you have this smile
under the veil
time to glimpse
and to exclaim
gotta pay for it
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not so much a poet
more like an archaeologist
of moments that never were
of what could have been,
of buried emotions
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feelin’ better now
would not so much
call it
renewed hope
more like
forced resignation
still payin’ dues
to the not so
dearly departed
coulda had it any day
only let it go
outta stubbornness
i suppose
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Today is the birthday of Hermann-Paul (René Georges Hermann-Paul; December 27, 1864 Paris – June 23, 1940 Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer); artist.
He was a well-known illustrator whose work appeared in numerous newspapers and periodicals. Early works were noted for their satiric characterizations of the foibles of French society. His points were made with simple caricature. His illustrations relied on blotches of pure black with minimum outline to define his animated marionettes. His exhibition pieces were carried by large splashes of color and those same fine lines of black. Hermann-Paul worked in Ripolin enamel paint, watercolors, woodcuts, lithographs, drypoint engraving, oils, and ink. In his later years, he produced many works in dry point and ink depicting his beloved Camargue.
Gallery
à l’exposition
Les Danseuse.
Modistes
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And today is the birthday of Charles Olson (Worcester, Massachusetts 27 December 1910 – 10 January 1970 New York City); poet. He described himself not so much as a poet or writer but as “an archaeologist of morning.”
In 1941, Olson moved to New York City’s Greenwich Village and began living with Constance “Connie” Wilcock in a common–law marriage.
In September 1948, Olson became a visiting professor at Black Mountain College in North Carolina. While there he had a child with one of his students, Betty Kaiser. Kaiser became Olson’s second common-law wife following his separation from Wilcock in 1956.
When Black Mountain College closed in 1956, Olson oversaw the resolution of the institution’s debts over the next five years and settled in Gloucester. He participated in early psilocybin experiments under the aegis of Timothy Leary in 1961 and Henry Murray and served as a distinguished professor at the State University of New York at Buffalo (1963-1965) and visiting professor at the University of Connecticut(1969).
In January 1964, Kaiser was killed by a drunk driver in a head-on automobile accident although a grieving Olson incorrectly theorized her death as a potential suicide because of her dissatisfaction with her life in the Buffalo area. Her death precipitated Olson into an existential mixture of extreme isolation, romantic longing, and frenzied work. Much of his life was affected by his heavy smoking and drinking, which contributed to his early death from liver cancer. Following his diagnosis, he was transferred to New York Hospital for a liver operation, which never occurred. He died there in 1970, two weeks past his fifty-ninth birthday, while in the process of completing his epic, The Maximus Poems.
Verse
The Kingfishers (1950)
- What does not change
- is the will to change
- Part I, 1
- When I saw him, he was at the door, but it did not matter,
he was already sliding along the wall of the night, losing himself
in some crack of the ruins. That it should have been he who said, “The kingfishers!
who cares
for their feathers
now?” - His last words had been, “The pool is slime.”
- Part I, 2
- The legends are
legends. Dead, hung up indoors, the kingfisher
will not indicate a favoring wind,
or avert the thunderbolt. Nor, by its nesting,
still the waters, with the new year, for seven days.
It is true, it does nest with the opening year, but not on the waters.- Part I, 2
- And all now is war
Where so lately there was peace,
and the sweet brotherhood, the use
of tilled fields.- Part I, 3
- When the attentions change / the jungle
leaps in even the stones are split
they rive- Part I, 3
- Not one death but many,
not accumulation but change, the feed-back proves, the feed-back is
the law
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- Into the same river no man steps twice
When fire dies air dies
No one remains, nor is, one
- Into the same river no man steps twice
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- Around an appearance, one common model, we grow up
many. Else how is it,
if we remain the same,
we take pleasure now
in what we did not take pleasure before? love
contrary objects? admire and / or find fault? use
other words, feel other passions, have
nor figure, appearance, disposition, tissue
the same?-
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- To be in different states without a change
is not a possibility
- To be in different states without a change
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- Part I, 4
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- We can be precise. The factors are
in the animal and / or the machine the factors are
communication and / or control, both involve
the message. And what is the message? The message is
a discrete or continuous sequence of measurable events distributed in time - is the birth of the air, is
the birth of water, is
a state between
the origin and
the end, between
birth and the beginning of
another fetid nest - is change, presents
no more than itself - And the too strong grasping of it,
when it is pressed together and condensed,
loses it - This very thing you are
- Part I, 4
- with what violence benevolence is bought
what cost in gesture justice brings
what wrongs domestic rights involve
what stalks
this silence- Part II
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