An Artist
"What does it mean "to write well"?
An artist--using the word in its genuine rather than childish meaning-is not a craftsman who knows how to evenly distribute "lively images", "telling details of everyday life", "colorful landscapes", and other trifles in his books; an artist is the one who finds a rhythm unknown before, and enlives and permeates the world he has created by this rhythm."
-Nabokov
I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued, like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;
was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed, bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed, contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude 'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!
And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd, to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,
and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed, alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"
Casualidad sopla la sangre de alguno señor desconocido durante los pocos restantes momentos del resplandor de faroles
que se vislumbran tras el follaje flameando de las obsesiónes igual efimero como gotas del cinzano de la soledad –
En aquel tiempo me levanta dentro uno incidente avejentado que en seguida palidece al camouflaje de abstraccion;
chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos ojos significan aún; con todo el sueño que hube evacuado tu escudriñas nuevamente. My tentatively spanish poetry blog;
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oh cool
ReplyDeletea friend of mine is good friends with ned and aya.
how did you like shooting with them? :)
My Poetry Blog
ReplyDeleteSONNET XXXIX FOR KATIE
I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;
was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!
And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,
and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"
My Poetry Blog
http://singleswingle.blogspot.com/
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Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles
que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –
En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;
chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.
My tentatively spanish poetry blog;
http://hollb.blogspot.com/
My Music Blog:
http://eutonal.blogspot.com
Feel free to announce your blog on mine.
- Peter Ingestad, Sweden
I LOVED Ned and Aya. They are the most adorable couple and have just the most unique way of shooting.
ReplyDeleteI loved them.
cool! :)
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