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Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
WATT'S GNUS This article appeared about the vandals who broke into the Robert Frost house and trashed it to the tune of $10,000: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080602/ap_on_re_us/poetic_justice What do you think of the punishment? Would it have been better to make them recite the sonnets of Billy Shakes-his-spear (while standing on their heads ![]() At least someone is taking writers and writing seriously. A few days in jail would've been far less punishing. ME: Thought you'd never ask! ![]() Now don't even read the following poem if you are easily offended by female bodily images. You may wish to click on the painting first. It is based on Gerogia O'Keeffe's "Yellow Calla" 1926 http://www.artst.org/okeefe/1926+-+Yellow+Calla++.jpg O'Keeffe scoffed at those who saw Freudian images in everything she did. She made it quite plain that she painted what she saw. And what she saw within flowers: hue, line, form, is what she painted. However, someone looking at her paintings may see anything they choose (in like manner a writer cannot complain if the reader interprets a poem for themselves.): Calla Golden labium, curved clitoris, the wax of sex, the point, the cleft against a cotton sheet. The friends of Freud saw this and more before your oils had soaked into the fiberboard before they glistened tongue to cheek and eye to eye. I do not wonder why or what you thought of what they said. You said it. And this is but a yellow flower, seen up close, its robe unwrapped, its sex revealed: golden wax on glistening gold. © 2008 Kåre Enga [165.83] 2008-05-26 Kansas: 89º muggy and threatening. ** Image ID #1318823 Unavailable ** 5374 |