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
evocative as a white morning in the summer/autumn of joelle biele....
ReplyDeletesee more about cruising (and versifying) down that river on a tuesday evening: http://poetrycartel.blogspot.com/2017/07/august-1st-poets-cruise-on-pride-of.html
ReplyDeleteAugust 1st: Rick Kearns declaims, Marty Esworthy hosts, Nicole Zeola shouts Mark Twain! Mark Twain!