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From Katerina Nikoltsou, Greece
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PAINTINGS BY EMMY VERSCHOOR
VOOR EMMY
donderdag 16 mei 2013
dinsdag 30 april 2013
THE SECRET VISITOR
THE SECRET VISITOR
sometimes when the reading room is
almost deserted the lamps blink out
their green shades go black to mark
their green shades go black to mark
the hour when the Secret Visitor comes
she can be glimpsed flitting from shadow
to shadow behind the trellised grillwork
of one of the upper galleries and it's then
I think of that long necklace of hers
the one she'd strung from poplar to ash
the night the trees around the library
bled out the last of their sap and died
the spiders and wood lice here are deists
the Secret Visitor claims to know each
by name as she bites into a blood orange
and the juice dribbles down her chin
I rushed out of the library determined to
head for Paris to live and paint imaginary
portraits of her on the Hill of Martyrs
she can be glimpsed flitting from shadow
to shadow behind the trellised grillwork
of one of the upper galleries and it's then
I think of that long necklace of hers
the one she'd strung from poplar to ash
the night the trees around the library
bled out the last of their sap and died
the spiders and wood lice here are deists
the Secret Visitor claims to know each
by name as she bites into a blood orange
and the juice dribbles down her chin
I rushed out of the library determined to
head for Paris to live and paint imaginary
portraits of her on the Hill of Martyrs
later that night at the ristorante
I spotted the first man to circumnavigate
the globe without a change of underwear
dining sad and alone at the next table
I spotted the first man to circumnavigate
the globe without a change of underwear
dining sad and alone at the next table
on Strega and eggplant Parmesan
we cannot deny the Secret Visitor
is the last of the sainted flesh eaters
that her breathing carries in it
the distant rush of an ocean
the almond trees are already in bloom
and a hunger an ineffable hunger
is worming secretly through our guts
ERIC BASSO, USA
we cannot deny the Secret Visitor
is the last of the sainted flesh eaters
that her breathing carries in it
the distant rush of an ocean
the almond trees are already in bloom
and a hunger an ineffable hunger
is worming secretly through our guts
ERIC BASSO, USA
April 30, 2013
donderdag 25 april 2013
woensdag 24 april 2013
MUSE
new book of poems: MUSE
you can download the FREE ebook here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/307655 or buy yourself a hard copy of the book at publishing cost here: http://www.lulu .com/content/paperba ck-book/muse/13810850
A book of
poetry focused on addiction as the main underlying subject but
with other themes threaded throughout. This is my fourth book of
poetry, but the first for me to write on paper with pen
MOAN LISA, USA
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dinsdag 23 april 2013
donderdag 18 april 2013
Twisted
Down my twisted spiral, she descends;
I place her soft,
angelic form against my
rack– puncturing skin; she bleeds.
We
exchange loving looks, mine more hateful
with a
bittersweet charm.
Moan Lisa, USA
i'm in the process of working
through a new book,
and have my poetry so far
available for download
"Psychiatric Ward"
by Moan Lisa:
and my older books are here:
otherwise i'm on temporary
hiatus from mail art due to postage costs, but i should
eventually get back in the groove and get replies out to
folks who have sent me mail.
take care friends.
Moan Lisa
PLEASE DON’T TOUCH
ART IS DEAD
woensdag 17 april 2013
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vrijdag 12 april 2013
City of Drawers
CITY OF DRAWERS
your foot stopped by
a protrusion in the street
you stoop to open a drawer
that house at the end
it's built of stone
even the floors the ceilings
the furniture and when
you pull out the drawers
in the old rolltop desk
they brim with water
slices of a green ocean
stretched to a far horizon
in each drawer a photograph
the picture of a photo afloat
in the water of an open drawer
holds the floating image of
an identical drawer smaller
and smaller to infinity
collapsed umbrellas lie
at the foot of a stone stair
on the drenched street
pagodas crumbling
in the final flood
of the floating world
the wives of nightfall
tiptoe barefoot over
a haunted face drowned
your foot stopped by
a protrusion in the street
you stoop to open a drawer
that house at the end
it's built of stone
even the floors the ceilings
the furniture and when
you pull out the drawers
in the old rolltop desk
they brim with water
slices of a green ocean
stretched to a far horizon
in each drawer a photograph
the picture of a photo afloat
in the water of an open drawer
holds the floating image of
an identical drawer smaller
and smaller to infinity
collapsed umbrellas lie
at the foot of a stone stair
on the drenched street
pagodas crumbling
in the final flood
of the floating world
the wives of nightfall
tiptoe barefoot over
a haunted face drowned
in the waters of Bruges
a thousand gaslit mysteries
a dwarf lost in the cellar
banging his stick on
a hollow turtle shell till
he smashes it to pieces
a thousand gaslit mysteries
a dwarf lost in the cellar
banging his stick on
a hollow turtle shell till
he smashes it to pieces
ERIC BASSO, USA
April 11, 2013
donderdag 11 april 2013
woensdag 10 april 2013
dinsdag 9 april 2013
maandag 8 april 2013
At the dinner table certain families are the worst!
Reference to Omtrent Deedee
A tribute to HUGO CLAUS
vrijdag 5 april 2013
How to look to heavens
LOOK TO THE HEAVENS
AS THE SKY
THERE IS
NO
LIMIT
Poem and collage by Amy Irwen, USA
dinsdag 2 april 2013
zaterdag 30 maart 2013
MEESTERLIJKE MISDAAD IN DE SPIEGEL VAN DE WERELD
Liza Leyla translated the book of Pascal Vrebos (French journalist) into Dutch, a new Free Musketeers publication.
Above: the book and a photo Liza took of Pascal with her own image in the mirror
Le Miroir / The mirror
is a new poem by Liza dedicated to me and a reaction on my own
Mirror collage
dinsdag 26 maart 2013
Mail art makes the world a town
Compilation zine, volume 5, on Vispo
Editor: Cheryl Penn, South Africa
Contributors:
Claudio Romeo, Vittore Baroni, Tiziana Baracchi, Serse Luigetti (Italy)
PC Tictac (Germany)
Eduardo Cardoso (Portugal)
John Bennett, David Stone, Reid Wood, Matthew Stolte, Andrew Topel, Reed Altemus (USA)
Guido Vermeulen, Bernd Reichert, Luc Fierens (Belgium)
David Dellafiora (Australia)
Samuel Montalvetti, Rosa Gravino (Argentina)
Fatima Queiroz (Brasil)
Lubomyr Tymkiv (Ukraine)
Keith Bates (UK)
Alexander Limarev (Russia)
JF Chapelle (France)
Erich Sundermann (Austria)
Cheryl Penn (South Africa)
maandag 25 maart 2013
zaterdag 23 maart 2013
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