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oh! was that your view today??
this was mine. :-)
I love out the window into the blue sky!!
I love Void vast infinite (as words – I’m a little frightened of it as concept now and then. :-) )
xoxo
-d
Nah, not today. I took that photo back in April I think. I just liked how the sky was featured. wow, that’s a gorgeous shot. I love the blues. it’s important to keep looking out and up and all around. this was Ginsberg’s last haiku before he died and he deliberately wrote it as a death haiku. but I think knowing that gives it an extra bit of grace for me.
oh yes. that does give it an extra shot of grace. :-)
I love blues and red and greens.
my mom keeps telling me to make a coffee table book of photos and words. I hadn’t really ever considered it, but now I’m starting to – I have some idea about sorting it by color or something. :-)
I ran across a tiny version of such a book a couple of weeks ago. If you look up baraka photos you’ll see what I am talking about. this woman put together some very interesting images, mostly macro shots, with her words. I bought one of her little books. I think you should do the coffee table book thing. Fer sure.
Happy NewYear Laura!
Two lines from Allen’s poetry workshops come to mind: “The natural object is the best metaphor.” and “Universe as vast inside the skull as outside the skull.”
Thanks for letting on that that was his last haiku. I remember the week he died. We were living a few blocks apart. […long self conscious story deleted…]
Have a great year, K
vastness should be our theme for 2009
Kerry, both inner and outer vastness seem to be what’ Ginsberg was referring to here, for me. turning attention outwards to be with the vastness of everything external. but inner vastness is there too. that probably seems like a simplistic reading. I am very eager actually to hear your self-conscious story. Maze, that’s okay with me. : )
Put me down for vastness too!
Happy New Year Laura….
‘bout that story…
The gist is that, he knew me as a Buddhist, he died the week I proposed to my first wife, and that I looked forward to inviting him to my Catholic wedding ceremony.
That invitation would have been a play on the humorous ‘hittings-on’ which tended to be part of being with Allen (for so many younger guys). It had been about ten years since we began that to-&-fro. I had been assigned as his assistant during a writing retreat and stated, in the first few moments of my showing him his room, in response to something he’d said, that I was the “resident prude!”…
Being with Allen was like standing beside a bell that rang strong silence. From among the scope of that open sphere such exact words would surface, saying as much about the particulars of the moment as of their source.
I’d say I miss him but I feel like he gave himself to us, even if Stanford did buy up the archives (…another story).
Kerry. Thank you. I remember a conversation with the beat poet Janine Pommy Vega. or, rather, she was talking and I was listening. do you know her or of her? and she spoke of him in a very similar way. his presence which felt not large but inclusive in a way that got beyond dimensions of size or quantification. or something very close to that.
are these the photos you were talking about laura??
http://www.flickr.com/photos/baraka/
they are incredible. even if they weren’t the one you were talking about.
http://www.barakaphotos.com/
There tis. yes, the photos you found are amazing. I’m kind of glad they weren’t the same ones because now I get to see something new. and so do you.
I haven’t even heard of Janine Pommy Vega until now.
Ginsberg definately had that quality of being complex enough to be uncomplicated, a richness that issues simplicity, mind able to fly with snails, pause with comets, rest in it’s own burgeoning, or voice stillnesses noticed in passing.
I can hear him ripping those lines apart, or, simply nodding and moving on.
I will post something by Vega soon. I remember the first time I read Howl. it seemed nothing short of miraculous to me.
oh!! and laura did you see this….
http://seeing.wordpress.com/
:-)
oh, that is terrific, Dawn. I may see if I can use some of those as writing prompts. I started using my own photos that way this year too. this is a great website. have you seen the 52 projects site?
no, I haven’t seen the 52 projects site. I’ll google it now. :-)