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LANTERNE PHRASIS 1
A childhood flashback,a yesterday dream
symbols from the clutter of life,in
slow motion,descending & suspended
in space.Caught in the daydream,this
rainbow of the mind,distracted blurs
of destiny’s tears through the looking glass
and landscapes of the mind.A personal
portrait,a painting of passion pulsating
in a manicured dream of private fantasy.
Painterly hues splashed & without direction
and uncontrolled zest.A collection of the
soul in a patchwork quilt of lost love,
reflected & mirrored in the heart.
From my Lanterne poetry publication 2005
Listen to me recite this part phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthys chiro
VIVID SILHOUETTES
bedraggled
claustrophobic
thrillingly
sourced
imposing
a resonate
view
in
a
definite
rampant
strange
compelling
covering
to
radiate
animated
oozing
bizarre
& vigorous
struggles
untamed
inconguous
precarious
translucent
compelling
study
so exceptional
with
potential
renderings
subtle
accomplished
splendid
& a
sophisticated
painterly panache
a
colossal
gushing
&combining
the
original
curious
naturalistic
reserve
sublime
in serene
expansive
creativity
-
ENERGY- Destruction precedes creation, quoth Picasso
ATMOSPHERE- Earthen demigods, this is the way
Has no one informed you?
STRATOSPHERE - The earth was broken before there was light
Everything comes forth through the birth canal
Pain before joy. Tuesday before Wednesday
BIOSPHERE - Resistance is futile. Denial is cliche
Stop asking
Every talented sophomore cannot be He
Rendering creation as vulgar
KINGDOM - Friction heralds the fruit to come
Friday’s blank page intimidates
The white canvas pisseth on your palette
Indeed, upon all who dare step up
Is everybody listening?
CONSCIOUSNESS - Listen to the unborn voices and do your job
Water the seedlings pining for your attention
Quit ticking them off with sundry excuses
Because their affection for you ends on Saturday
And don’t get angry, this is your Universe
Draw nigh and look busy in front of it
CONTEMPLATION - A Creator has created Creators
In His image He has created Them
Life is art, quoth Goethe
All art is a self-portrait, quoth Wiley
The painterly sky is clarion on Sunday
When I say He, take it personally
This is the way
Fantastic story in milky marble,
In honor of a wife, so praiseworthy (?)
Though seems overflow of fidelity,
Tajmahal is Muslim art, painterly;
From around world he brought so precious stones.
He ordered his whole kingdom to labor.
Mumtaj bore Fourteen children, soulfully;
Her youngest tried to break his father's bones,
Didn't Shahjahan keep wives for favor?
Six, the history says, quite dolefully...!
Maddened with thoughts of a lone masterpiece,
He gathered all artisans; gave gifts, sweet;
Cut off the hands; plucked out the eyes, with ease,
And played fiddle, like Nero, as in treat;
Lo, the architect did greatest of deed,
Made a hole, no one knows where, till this day,
And, hence, it's leaking, leaking and leaking;
Engineers of every caste, sect and creed,
Thenceforth, have tried greatest possible way,
To stop this seepage and irksome reeking...!
So, when I look at you, Tajmahal, dear,
Pool of blood floods within my naked eyes;
Should I ignore these for art-sake and drear,
Or bear it for heart of love that ne'er dies?
Reject simile, metaphor! Parts of speech,
No figures of speech match human being,
Tell Shajahan and Mumtaj this great fact;
Every one to every other must teach,
It's each and every being's well-being,
And not monuments that truly attract...!!!
04 May 2022
RULES OF ART
so painterly
executed
considering
the innovative
&contemporary
in true naturalness
space
of
utmost import
unusually
displayed
outshone by
admiration
unsurpassed
yet
involved
as
aspects
alluding
to
handling of light
sensations viewed
in discovered
differences
admirably
singled out
then
amplified
though
connections
relaxed in
numerous
hypothesis
where
motivations emerge
as notions
surviving
in conceivable phases
&
attributes
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
This may seem strange to many of us randomlike spontaneity sans a focus Spontaneity drips involuntary &yet deliberate from above.Joyous expression of inhibitions,inner experience made free to be.Painter and creative force united as one living moment.It and its residue,to remain, in epigraph thus
In
Jackson Pollock: Memories Arrested in Space,by Martin Gray
..... with iambic Trimeter, a line of three beats (Iambic trimeter is a line of poetry made up of three iambic feet, creating a rhythm of six syllables that alternate between unstressed and stressed).., impromptu phrasing of a conversational style ,..devoid of figurative texture and symbolism
Gray' s purpose is to leave all interpretation to the poetry prose style is Gray's USP(unique selling point) in this bio poem ,divided into eight books ,(albeit without the usual notes and references ),all help to make this an easy poetic bio read.
Part one ,in 30 stanzas ,entitled 'Pollock breaks the Ice' is the most helpful to the student of art who seeks to understand Pollock's spontaneous ' energy made visible' of his' memories arrested in space 'as the artist himself so defined his painting.
So direct was Jackson Pollock
giving the art world quite a shock
Art with no beginning & no end
he established an artistic trend
Pollock impulsively hurled his paint
making spots&splatters quite quaint
Action painting novel& new
arrested moments out of the blue
painterly picturesque it ain't
Jackson opened the 'abstract ' door
laying the canvas on the floor
The creator of 'drip' 'flick' and 'stick'
spontaneity was his artistic trick
POINTS of REFERENCE
reinventing
tradition
on display
undeniably
arresting
at
making waves
defined
in
the contemporary
&epitomises
in
bedecked settings
deliberately
elongated
unresolved
& unravelled
happening
prominence
of
the
touchstones
the
of
the
explicit
both
intense
&passionate
with flashes
of
fixating
on
the
fascinating
composition
of the bespoke
that intersect
astonishingly diverse
& paradoxically
sense
of
the
cool aesthetic
simultaneously
painterly
offsets
the conceptual
elaborate
&
equivalent
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
"He won’t paint", cried out the Father
suspecting a flame of genius
in the toddler’s eyes.
The painterly parent bought paper, acrylics,
oils, brushes, chalks, and crayons,
not even a finger painting emerged.
The child steadfastly refused to paint.
The father pleaded:
“For the glory of God why not paint!”
His offspring only turned away
to suck a thumb.
Months past…years.
The child grew to be a sullen teenager.
He began to write poetry – and such woeful,
doleful poetry!
Exclamation marks rose up in heaven
as thick as bamboo forests.
His father read them, his face grew ashen
with a sickly alarm.
The poems spoke of phantasmagorical visions,
hordes of screaming demons, dismembered
herds of hapless humans.
Abysmal were the visions the boy unleashed
from his newly erupted consciousness.
Presentiments flew up from the pages
as horrid as the blood-red dragons of Hades.
Upon reading his son’s latest works
the father exclaimed:
“For God’s sake, NEVER paint!”
He took the young man for long walks in the country,
forced him to join a local soccer team,
suggested a military career,
alas
the boy began to paint.
("Conceived in Light", 2017, original encaustic)
Magenta is a mouthful of a name
To describe a color rich in contrast.
It’s a type of purple
Half way between red and blue
And as such is a union of opposites
Like those Southern states in transition
As they fill up with self-exiled Californians.
Except colors are beautiful
And can actually coexist
In a celebration of diversity
Unlike humans who have now reached
The beheading stage of
“Diversity is our strength”.
But I digress…
Magenta brings up such ideas
Of a conflict of visions
Because of the hidden words within it;
Ma for mother
Gent for gentleman and the final
A or even Ta as in, so be it.
But the name is actually for a place
And 1859 battle in Italy
Where the Austrians were defeated
And Italians furthered their independence.
In every conflict,
Even within something as simple as a color,
There is a winner and loser,
But there is also the opportunity for harmony
A true blending of the opposites
Into something greater than the parts.
So it is with this fancy named purplish hue
The union of lady and gentlemen more pink than blue
Wonderful and bright, gay and bold
With no need to say more if truth be told.
(6/13/26)
automated
processes
slotches
of colour
intensity
with
minimum
means
brimming
with
symbols
awakened
breathing
charged
with context
affinity
to openess
hovering
with musicality
in
playful variants
profoundly.
Impressed
blurred
surfaces
in
miniature
figurations
emphasised
translations
of
pervasiveness
break forth
impulsively
in
pictorial
polophony
THIS AN OPEN(organic) VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' (intuitive cadence)& so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretation unique to the moment