don’t you just love how along a line
there’s a word that signifies
a lit fuse spitting in a milk bottle
watch out reader stand away
this poem is about to l a u n c h
into some parallels unexpected revelatory (or dull)
fresh takes on the familiar: car-crash, swan, a vase falling floorward
I'm so ready
to be arrested by
Image: c/- Rijksmuseum on wikimedia commons. One of a pair of porcelain swans are small versions of the famous large porcelain birds from the Meissen porcelain factory. From 1749 onwards, the successful Paris dealer Lazare Duvaux had several pairs of similar swans fashioned into candelabra. This pair may have come from his shop. A bit of silliness inspired partly by Marianne Moore’s poem ‘No Swan so Fine‘ and this amazing construction.
And for music this morning, here’s West African (Burkina Faso) singer song-writer Amadou Balake (1944 – 2014) with Taximen (dedicated to all those drivers out there making their way through the streets of Ouagadougou ) (Youtube)
still frost rules...
been sussing rentals
garden needing tlc )
Image: a coastal wattle (Acacia sophorae) on this morning’s walk. And in the Dharawal calendar (on whose unceded land this tanka was composed with respect) we are just entering time of Wiritjiribin – cold and windy time when the lyrebirds’ calls ring out through the bushland as he builds his dancing mounds to attract his potential mates.
after Dressing table self portrait, Margaret Olley, 1982
there are days — when the levity of dogs
the fridge motor, the pol air chopper
says there’s no quiet to be had
but for this moment to which you return
again and again, your familiars —
blooms, a fan of feathers
ovals and angles turned so the light
that lines your dressing table
leads to the morning over your shoulder
then descends into blue, blue shadow
— your cardigan, your face is awash
you stare at the sun specular in glass
and antelopes on a black lacquered box
lost to us now, but leaping still
Image: (detail) Dressing table self portrait, Margaret Olley, 1982. A poem after Australian painter Margaret Olley‘s (1923-2011) 1982 painting which is here. Olley painted several versions of this scene over a painting career of nearly sixty years during which she focussed on colour and still life.
And for music today, in keeping with the retro funk from yesterday – here’s London based electronic producers Jungle with their May 2022 EP Goodtimes/Problemz (youtubers)
every morning my usual breakfast cereal, fruit and eighteen wild swans lifting over the water
Image: Tho it’s still winter, the bird of paradise (Strelitzia reginae) is blooming here in the suburbs. A piece in tribute to the mullet haircut of Cameron Smith, professional golfer who recently won the British Open. In case you missed it, here’s a patronising piece on Cameron from the Daily Mail – ‘you can take the boy out of Brisbane, but you can’t take Brisbane out of the boy…’
thistle wind up here thistle and thunder the park with sun sun shining already bell park near me I can see ringingly
Image: my image of a park near me with the thistle wind blowing. Some days you need to let the computer do what it wants…
And for music this morning, Transfigurations, recent work from five Canadian composers — Alexandre Grogg, François Vallières, Marjan Mozetich, Caroline Lizotte, and Kelly-Marie Murphy. (Sorry youtubers- looks like the whole album isn’t there yet – this search resulted in most tracks – you can also search on the composers’ names)
Here’s the promotional video of Transfigurations – and if you’re interested, here’s a piece about La Folia – the tune which underlies Alexandre Grogg’s variations, the first three tracks of Transfigurations.