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
