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Adalbert is a forum for me, to post ephemera, photography, poetry, occasional travel notes, and various spontaneous motions. Cover photo: Parsonage where my great-grandfather spent his early years. Taken near Liegnitz, Silesia, ca. 1870.

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Friday, December 27, 2013

The Mask of the Sun

 
 







The Mask of the Sun

 

Venus and Jupiter, occluded, sanguine notes through corridors fell.  Wild anguish of accordion, clarinet, cloud banks of frost and dusk.  Intention was to see the mummies, not the clavicle of coronas, Robert H. Barlow I guess hunting for alligators, goofballs snake charmer.  In its stead, creaked raven’s beak, essence of coals mummified in Sol’s face, humbling of Caesar’s petroglyphs, I have seen the yelling of bronze spokes in flooded Telemark.  Intent was, ceremonial mask whistling, bitumen lich crotch, the weasel head really stunk they said.  Cat fang trapped in ton of bombs.  A traveler gone elegant, Nosferatu bells pounded effortlessly, pasty lips still.




JF December 27, 2013



Untitled Painting, tempera on paper, 1986

2 comments:

  1. For the tempera did you use egg yolk and make it up yourself with other ingredients, Jonathan? A friend of mine tried it in an experimental way, It seems like an art in itself with all the ingredients.
    Like the poem.

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  2. Ray, thanks for the comment. As I recall the tempera paints were just premixed, bought at the store. I haven't used the medium since those years.

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