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Crafts & Arts

00:00 / 00:35

Crafts and Arts

Craft is a pulley

Too small for itself,

Forever retreating,

Never quite near enough

Constantly pushing,

never going quite far enough.

Attempting detail under constraint

Never quite bon vivant.

Hoping, agonizing, wishing

The constraints of craft

Will give way to the

Terror of art.

Orange Bear Bomba Deer

Caught
Stuck, somewhere between fuck-this and arghh!
National poetry month, criticized for its deficiency,
It's lack of respect for the word,
caught up in the message.

Poetry is not getting across one feeling,
Poetry is an idea captured,
a feeling caged
fire tangible, in your hand,
your minds eye.

Only rarely can we hold fire, yet
We hold poetry dearly.
Be careful what you charge, you may catch it.

I have caught fire, now it’s caught me.
I knew ignorance like I know tits,
Now I know knowledge and trouble myself over tits.

As will happen, every time, life will take over inspiration.
Inspiration, it is a method, a pathway to madness
Ponytails and youth
Guitars and madness
Short skirts and ambition, words and madness.

Fire is smoke
Talk is cheap
Action is costly.
A cry for help as I fall faster into the unknown,
While the unknown is to one who knows,
As control is to one caged
As I am to my words, to my exertions, to my desires

Stuck, somewhere between fuck and arghh,

Caught.

00:00 / 02:16

Sestinology

00:00 / 03:28

P-D Art, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:HagiaSophia_DomeVerticalPano_%28pixinn.net%29.jpg

SESTINOLOGY

I am what I was
What I was was reserved
Through that I sought greatness
And achieved what I did –
Enjoying it mostly
Each part of each day.

So in the end, when the day was the day,
I achieved whatever it was
That day I spent my time at, mostly –
Plus whatever I had previously reserved
Which allowed me to both do what I did
And also find and achieve greatness.

So contained in whatever greatness
I sought to or did achieve that day
Was the whole of what I did
And whatever else there was, which was
Just simply part of what I reserved,
It was and should be part of something else, mostly.

I sought to use it mostly
As I combined the day’s achievements of greatness –
Taken both directly and from that reserved
That was put aside one day
TO keep me where I was,
Which allowed me to do what I did.

So all the things that I did
Combine to become what I did mostly
In my life that made me what I was –
If deemed as my quest for greatness
Each and every day
That I start fresh or get to what is reserved,

And if I get to whatever I have reserved,
I have both done and undone what I did
This day and on the whole – day after day –
So I become now and on the whole what I am mostly,
Which was my achievement of greatness
That brought me to whatever I was.

And this Sestina, however reserved a day
Upon which I wrote it did more toward greatness
Than the ease of a day like this one was
06-10

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