Saturday 30 April 2011
Raymond Farr
Homage to Homage to the Imagination*
One night I sailed off
So long Wynken, Blynken, & Nod
So long zoppa
Farewell [ ]
So long [ ]
The waters of no more pain
Are found within this
Or so cried the stars to
French poet Charles Baudelaire
A dream poem
From breakfast on
In fact an improved version of
A Dutch picture
Which [ ] read aloud
In fact a nod to Surrealism
The year 1869
The year 2007
& which zoppa quoted—
A delightful little
Episode
One night
Among my friends—
But don’t be fooled
This is a detail read aloud
It might be gloomy—
A lovely bedtime
A small sampling
Entitled simply
A good poem—
But oh how classically fun
To stop, pause, take a step
& salute the dream land
In this version
It walks parallel
Giving a nod
To Octavio Paz
* Source of text was a Google key word search of the phrase: “Nod poems.”
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And thus we are remembered! Thanks, Mr. Farr.
foliage in the sky
" un lenguage que corte el resuello "
octavio paz em seu "blanco"
- transblanco of haroldo -
leads to meditation:
a blade gutted
- wet steel -
belief
that lightning
d
e
s
c
e
n
d
followed by drums -
thunder
murmur source
disarranges heaven ?
there for an odyssey
raise the silence:
" the invention of the body "
look invertebrate
under a sky
surrounded by arcane
a rain of crysanthemums
everywhere
reticular eyelid
a yellow background
pale topaz
life is perverse -
indecipherable
life
in(di)visible
language
that cuts your breath
- the dew of defoliated eye -
dry them - the leaves -
and trample them underfoot
and hear the noise of a fire
( solitary burning words )
" la hora es transparent "
life is invisible
naked constellation
glass of time...
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