People love to believe what they understood themselves to believe

which is why he often pulled back and let them go

What did James Joyce say(what didnt he say)

                                                                              Welcome be from us here till the rising of the morn, till that hen

of Kaven’s shows her beaconegg

Beaconegg  thats what people believed   the beaconeggs they laid  or the one from which they breached

he wasnt any different

   

a good argument could make him reevaluate his premise

but itd have to be one hell of an argument Before he fell hill he filled heaven: a stream, alplapping streamlet coyly coiled um, cool of her curls

so he held his tongue

not to dismay them

and instead let his palate and brush offer his ample discourse on savage abstract canvasses and linen

which sold for unexplained reasons

with shoulder shrugs

eyes tearing

aches in the pits of bellies

I have to have it  I have to!

he supposed in ways he was like a drugpusher who fed their customers who had to have It

his brushes and knives working   and capturing It

It piquing his mind

he could empty It with his art   his art seemed a salve for those who maybe couldnt

he was prolific

not to fulfill demand

but because the naked canvasses or pages begged clothing

they were like insides of a raw piece of marble begging to be configured   exposed by hammer and chisel blows

sometimes they received his imagination

but as often  and more  it was the weave or the texture  the turning or the light or shadows on it that demanded 

and like snapshots  developed  revealed  having begged 

                                                                                              such was his voluptuous seduction

even if they didnt sell hed make them

their making  was their demand on him

(originally posed Sunday  --  under wisteria,  11  6. 06)

 1255,  Hoxies Monday 36 years later,  3  8. 15