Thursday, March 02, 2006

Inept Etude

Well! I was going to post something at Mel's Spontazity, but traffic is as moot / mute there as here, so it doesn't matter. I admit up front, my vocabulary is short.

"inept etude" came up in my head out of nowhere. I wish I could hotwire a thesaurus into my brain, but for now, dictionary on arm of chair.

inept - unskillful, absurd, silly, out of place. (ineptitude)
etude - musical composition designed to improve the technique of the player

Though my L. protests, I am tone deaf, and I could use an etude to lose my ineptitude!

I'm in the middle of a day,
padding ncr contracts
or tablets in 100s, fifties;

breaking for shrinkwrapping,
boxing, shipping.

data entry to places I've never been.

I used to think I stay here to avoid
seeing how inept
I am in a better world.

If only I had a life,
a life a big design,

giving me technique,
or a lividness in spontanaeity

that makes me game
for beyond bit-
player;

but come to thank about it,
I'd rather be a character poet

than a one-time Oscar-equivalent
composer of a poem

lying dusty in an obscure
(prevalent for a period)

composition more zine

than scene.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

HER DNA (Revision of (NOT) A VILLANELLE (PROPER) FOR V. L. under Weingarten pen

Her DNA

"Painting the perfect painting is one that captivates (and) no matter how far you walk away from it, it won't let you go." – V. L. Cox

They’re in my DNA, she says of the handmade
wedding bands,
gold or silver wrought by the slammed miracle

of a hammer after the glowing
rod reaches intensity for the perfect
strike.

She translates
rings to canvas plane
almost
3-D, reds off the prism of her canvas –
a bloodline pulse hypnotized.

I trust her intuitive
mix of paint

on canvas
like moist on skin.