Poetry – Page 9 – Imagist Blog

a memory locked in silver on paper

“A film is never really good unless the camera is an eye in the head of a poet.” — Orson Welles

In the case of a cinematic camera that would involve pace, meter, cadence and rhythm in addition to composition and proper lighting; perhaps even requiring a editor/poet to maintain that which the camera captured. A still camera, as an eye in the head of a poet, however, has more modest aspirations; a haiku; a short verse; a poetic phrase; a simple, often overlooked truth; a bit of passion; a memory; a mystery; a reminder; a nagging or aching;

seen frozen within
silver halides, thoughts, (past times)
still, reading their signs

words bouncing off visions

“I trust pictures, but no pictures in my world – because I know what goes on.” — Naomi Campbell

So, sitting in the kitchen, reading The Nation, or rather articles within, which refer to the life, times and work of Roberto Bolaño, who said, “Then what is writing of quality? Well, what it’s always been: to know how to thrust your head into the darkness, know how to leap into the void, and to understand that literature is basically a dangerous calling.” among other groups of words, mostly in variations of Spanish.

this spring visioning
implores me to discover
infrarealist

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while discovering
a new light always springing
within my world view

To photograph = to see

“In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.” — Emile Zola

still feeling spring’s chill

morning provides designs which

tantalize the eye

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Catching a moment… passing… and true.

“Photography to me is catching a moment which is passing, and which is true.” – Jacques-Henri Lartigue

sometimes we are still
to catch that which passes by

sometimes we pass by
that which lies in stillness

suddenly all made
perfect sense; the jungle filled
with songs, sex, fights, flights…

care fully, slipping
within transparent designs
posing as true visions

Feel without thoughts

feel without thoughts
let go of irrelevance
see within being

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’tis natural to evaporate

and so I will

science, religion and art

science seeks knowing us
religion seeks saving us
art seeks communicating with us

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A pow wow

a tiny infant
absorbs the pulse and songs of
a thousand generations

For a bit of context you can view a slide show of additional Pow Wow photographs made on Sunday, March 2, 2008, at the State Fair Grounds in Milwaukee, WI.

Everything will occur

When not prohibited all things will occur

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The deliciousness of this or that moment

“Expression to my way of thinking does not consist of the passion mirrored upon a human face or betrayed by violent gesture. The whole arrangement of my picture is expressive. The place occupied by the figures or objects, the empty spaces around them, the proportions, everything plays a part.” — Matisse

Then, from the kitchen in my brain, came, “like poets – photographers cook visual lyrics; a dash of content; proper ratio and proportion of all the ingredients; maintain a sense of spontaneity; always some emotional spice; and like every good cook – just knowing – the deliciousness of this or that instant.”

daughter, granddaughter

lunch within Casablanca

delightful timeshare