Cy Twombly
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Recent Notes
A couple of days worth of scribbles from one Google Doc. Much recent work is for publication elsewhere. The blog may be relatively quiet. Apologies. Enjoy my head turned inside out and gently browned. 03192017 In astronomy, the Pleiades, or Seven Sisters (Messier 45 or M45), is an open star cluster containing middle-aged, hot B-type…
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Three Poems
Dan Flavin in me he is sequestered and afeard in the farmost angle im possible im aginable his back behind his back the implication of darkness elsewhere is blood red pitch you see what you want in the light Cy Twombly 250,000 plans planning has become essential and numbers no matter how abstract and this…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 164
struggle to be made; perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 140
culminations as a guiding mood from the 1960s which witnessed Commodus serving as a summation of Mary of the final panel despite the Cuban Missile Crisis agonizing a much more somber and culminate the painting wounds and in the final panoply of chaos their composition of congealed anxious bleeding marks 1962 bleeding the line the…
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 114
and death, and others the same to checked emotional Republicans to London, this willingness, who had been removing himself in the authority to London, and death, and other the horrific attacks. The TSA Administration of his is “robust.” (this is “robust.” (this is “robust.” (this is: there are the reality bearing him on Tuesday, Syria,…
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warm /in/
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“Cy Twombly” from “Collected Prose of Charles Olson”
“Sculpture fled. And architecture has now run after. And for good reasons: that the round world (which it was their job to lead us to enjoy—to illuminate)—turned to rot. It had been treated cheap, not by these arts but by what makes arts: men. All the golden things, including the mean, got debased. Then everything…
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