tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post1728125950574365238..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Moviegoing (1940s)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-35924367151127983132010-01-21T09:49:50.402-08:002010-01-21T09:49:50.402-08:00Perhaps you have just done that, or at least begun...Perhaps you have just done that, or at least begun it.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-49612532981272548892010-01-21T08:50:07.288-08:002010-01-21T08:50:07.288-08:00Ah, no... while, of course, I am a lump compared w...Ah, no... while, of course, I am a lump compared with Rita Hayworth, coming out of the cinema I always feel, for a while, weightless. Having been the invisible, free-moving eye/I following the screen story in its world, just for a bit I view the outside world in the same way. Usually until I bump into somebody.<br /><br />Hm, if I had more dedication I'd write a poem about that.Zephirinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02809525772159756122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-23717095962543864872010-01-11T20:08:57.913-08:002010-01-11T20:08:57.913-08:00cinema of the endless
flying through time
is you...cinema of the endless<br /><br />flying through time <br />is your time<br />yours<br />floating in the sea<br />is the water<br />yours. <br /><br />the screen faces two ways. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-52130739522610898082010-01-11T03:27:42.155-08:002010-01-11T03:27:42.155-08:00As denser these human lumps become, particles acce...As denser these human lumps become, particles accelerating within intergalactic systems of coordinates, I too feel lumpy, with no more substance than a dream -- a viewer, in close view sinking ever deeper, separated by a vast stark monochrome long-view gulf from the goddess and from the stars... but what a dream!TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-41958924966774380822010-01-10T18:44:56.704-08:002010-01-10T18:44:56.704-08:00for Rita there's close view
for stars the long...for Rita there's close view<br />for stars the long viewElmo St. Rosenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-62722149147313878982010-01-10T13:50:46.449-08:002010-01-10T13:50:46.449-08:00"With no more substance than a dream"
I..."With no more substance than a dream"<br /><br />Indeed. But what a dream those girls were! Like beautiful silver statues.The vast gulf between viewer and goddess.<br /><br />I love the chic women and sleek cars from that era of cinema. The stark use of light and shade and the monochrome cinematography is the stuff of fantasy. <br /><br />Your poem is evocative of these things.u.v.ray.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02866397025200956617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-29009353318146910532010-01-10T12:48:06.595-08:002010-01-10T12:48:06.595-08:00I feel lumpy
beautiful poemI feel lumpy<br /><br />beautiful poem~otto~https://www.blogger.com/profile/08859835662556335529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-20565110665227069562010-01-10T08:53:46.437-08:002010-01-10T08:53:46.437-08:00as denser these lumps become
while see-jee-eye exp...as denser these lumps become<br />while see-jee-eye expands<br />in new three-dee escalation<br />they sink ever deeper even while<br />"surfing wave upon wave of <br />useless information"Vincent Farnsworthnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-54907261392371813772010-01-10T07:49:50.376-08:002010-01-10T07:49:50.376-08:00Tom,
Stunning photos, accompanying such poem as on...Tom,<br />Stunning photos, accompanying such poem as one dreams up by looking back (?) or forward (?). Stars<br />of the human and intergalactic variety -- systems of coordinates ---<br /><br />1.10<br /><br />pink-red lines of clouds in pale blue sky <br />above ridge, white curve of moon by leaf<br />in foreground, sound of wave in channel<br /><br /> system of coordinate moving<br /> with matter, particles<br /><br /> or direction, compared with<br /> point P, “accelerated”<br /><br />flat grey sky on horizon next to point,<br />shadowed green of ridge across channelSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.com