taking it seriously…

December 15, 2008 at 6:21 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 3 Comments
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taking it seriously, hmm, doesn’t necessarily mean not having any fun, Oscar, no need for the quip not quote nor lurking behind some clever practiced turn of phrase. I’m sure there’s a drunken haiku in there somewhere, let me count thy silly bubbles and an obvious line
break. He say’s, slightly slurring. You upperclass twits makes me wanna, well I’ll tell you a story.
Every artist’s voice is an artificial construct. You see that word, ‘art’ificial. You wanna live in some prosaic explanation why listen to birdsong all day. It’s a job of work and it’s a long voyage he said, putting his arm around me, stinking of salt fish and absynthe, all you have to do is play, keep her there in the room.

I looked down at the piano and all I could think to play was Stormy Weather,

Life is too important to be taken seriously.
Oscar Wilde

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