A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
from _Fragmentary Ekphrases Based On Paintings Made By Monkeys_
[Green and yellow acrylic; by Gipsy, a chimpanzee]
“If the spectator tries to follow the pathways, his gaze goes astray, lost in the brush-strokes; Ariadne’s thread gets tangled and frayed in these painted marks.”
—Thierry Lenain, Monkey Painting
Like a flame framed within flame,
or as Eli Cash
might say: Medusa’s
tresses
before a friscalating
mirror
To gaze on this
not stonily
but
to
meander,
astonished, within
the
nomadic maze
of metaphor,
let’s call it:
“a
yellow hyacinth
unspooling
itself,”
let’s christen it:
“the shadow-
play
of a hypnotized
hydra”
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Haha, love the Eli Cash line. "Well everyone knows Custer died at Little Big Horn. What this book presupposes is -- maybe he didn't."
ReplyDeleteOr how about "WIIIIILIDCAT...." !!!
ReplyDeleteI, too, crawled into this box to say it's so nice to see Eli Cash in a poem, and now I too want to make sure to use "friscalating" in a sentence, & especially during a reading!
Does Eli Cash ever say "friscalating," or are you just great at thinking of things Eli Cash might say?
ReplyDeleteChallenge: use friscalating in seminar this week, straight face.
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