Hoopla re Pre-Liz-Laribee-Poetry-Thursdays-Gig, October 24

Flaubert in Kyôbashi

(photo: Marty Esworthy).

Van Gogh cried a river and painted literal rain that Hiroshige had carved into a block of wood. Virtual plum blossoms in a snow drift; Whistler transposing Hiroshige’s bridge at Kyôbashi to an Indian Head penny.

Plum blossoms rule. On this V.G. and R. W. agreed. They, almost mechanically, stared, & shook their heads, though not a nodding manner, dazed by the ferocity and angles carved by that genteel lateral reign. --Zuky Kunstweker

perceptions of numbly inherent in breeze effects

Ray Bolger pining, fading away. Yet, outside the Bell Foundry windows-- a sunny street of brownstones and black railings, fenced-in patches of earth round leafless trees, dwarf crocuses just pushing up into one of the first sincerely spring days of whole damn era. --ZuZu Rockit