as I step out onto the window ledge
the tracks below me are smoky and
glistening with a passion for running
I leap into the leaves, green like the sea
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.*
glistening with a passion for running
I leap into the leaves, green like the sea
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.*
*from Mayakovsky, by Frank O'Hara, 1957
2 comments:
I read this post yesterday on my blackberry. The catastrophe of my personality. How I relate. Bravo for all of this, the work, the posts, the photos, the words!
Great photo! To me he ladder suggests an idea for a future painting with a linear element over a painterly field.
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