2009 February « gingatao

Wanna blues haiku,

February 28, 2009 at 1:42 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 15 Comments

for you my darling, unusually under the influence
of moon alcohol and stars,
you have to own something before you
can turn it into air,

for after the revolution
don’t read Marx read Mao

honour is not in victory
but in the struggle there.

Party Crasher Cliche

February 27, 2009 at 7:06 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 9 Comments

the thing is, a thing becomes
a cliche cos it contains some grain
of truth with irritates the
human until they seek some relief
in the briefest of quotations,
anon but not alone.

George Grosz Tattoo

February 26, 2009 at 6:28 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 8 Comments
Tags: ekphrasia, George Grosz, poetry, tattoo writing, writing

(Man removes bowler hat at orgy.)
At the risk of being accused of mutual mythodology or the arrogance required for rank self-promotion, (ie exaggerating the efficacy of me wares (hitching his trousers?)), nor for one minute suggesting there is anything at stake, that I sacrifice my shyness and natural humility for the cause of a far more honest ideal. (As they drop to the floor?), I would like to point out
that now
is an excellent time
to put aside your pleasant masks and costumeries and attempt some kind of truth.

Or like some flatulent senator awaiting superannuation, wallow in your clever cynicism which, delighting in its own lack of passion and motivated by fear, denies anything that truely claims a purpose, only to discover the party has occurred in your absence.

somewhere,

February 25, 2009 at 6:14 pm | Posted in antihaiku, australian poetry | 19 Comments
Tags: lyre bird

the beauty of music is its honesty, you can’t fake it and it provides a certain cover,
here insert some fauna, a lyre bird or two,

More bizarre experiments in nonlinear time,

February 24, 2009 at 6:48 pm | Posted in links, memoirs, podcast, poetry, writing | 4 Comments
Tags: memoirs, poetry, process

This podcast will literally self-destruct with a tiny whimper in 3- 30 days and counting.

(subtitle, submission to Overland)

2mins 20secs

Ratbags and smartarses,

February 23, 2009 at 6:07 pm | Posted in genre isn't dead yet but it should be, writing | 8 Comments
Tags: all art is performance art, writing as time travel

You’ll find lots of them at sea.
(insert- Don’t say Jackie Chan style)
or give away your lack of education, son.
He says,

balancing the whiskey on the very edge of the piano.
You see this here tiny one is the high ‘C’
haha and Bootsy!, he says turning around just
as the sunglasses prophylactic appeared.

Double Happiness Helix

February 20, 2009 at 4:53 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 26 Comments
Tags: double happiness helix, jewellery poem, poetry, wedding ring, writing

(I do not want a simple happiness, a broad flat smug contentment…

I am wanting happiness whhish is delicate ornate, an elegantly complex
symettrical fractal made/unmade with tiny fragments of mercury a’moiling
set in escher structures made of gold and bones of birds

a complicated happiness containing infinite intrigue,
variations convoluted wrapped around the impossibly ephemeral
contained within a puzzle box encrypted with the algorhythm
of the flight path of the dragonfly when pictured in a mosque mosaic.

…. a happiness which concentrates a sound when
the summer breeze blows through it, a hollow whistling song
in which cause and consequence remain completely unrelated….

A happiness resulting in dissolution or explosion
with neither of us knowing on what that ending
will depend.