Posts tagged ‘poetry’
A Handful of Stones
I have found a place
full of sparkling clarity
a handful of stones
Grapefruit, Fluxus, and Yoko Ono
Here’s a poem I wrote some years ago following a visit to an exhibition on the Sixties and the Fluxus Movement by Yoko Ono at the Royal Festival Hall. The exhibition was fun and inter-active. There were films including the one where a fly crawls all over a woman’s naked body, and I like bare ladies as you will know if you’ve read my blog before. Reading my poem now it seems a little harsh and critical which are certainly not feelings I have about the exhibition or the artist. I guess it is just an illustration of my reaction to the exhibition and where my head was at the time. Anyway here it is. The formatting hasn’t worked out as the words were originally spaced out differently on the page, but you get the idea. I would love to hear from anyone with an opinion on the poem, the art, Yoko Ono or anything else.
Grape fruit
south bank sixties
retrospective
Art must be seen
to be
effective
anti-art art a scam
and a half
cheeky film and a blank wall
we can nail bits of our
sad selves too
one by one
the flies creep down
your back
Lick their lips and peep
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by struggling against the grain
all you did was prove again
everyone likes a nice arse
nobody likes the smart arts
oh no Yoko
Art is free Art sucks
and nobody gives a flying flux
(by eclectnik)
A Lovely Haiku
It’s not one of mine. I read it in a magazine at the Poetry Library one afternoon when I should have been at work. It’s by a lady called Doreen King, I don’t remember what the magazine was called so apologies to the publisher. Doreen King, thank you – it’s fabulous!
when the rowboat
reaches cherry blossoms
rest the oars
Home is where the Art is
That’s my theory anyway. One of my favourite places to see art is at the Tate Modern so throwing caution to the wind I will try to make a link to it now. This is my first ever blog in case you hadn’t guessed. Well that seemed to go OK so what else can I try. I won’t put up one of my poems just yet. Or publish my thoughts on life the universe and everything. I know, I’ll try a photograph.
Sardinia Sunset
Well that seems OK too. I’d better stop for now beofre I get carried away.
