Hemlock Comatose (Morte)

Rise the night’s droplets Streaming panes of westward flight The dawn a red flare in the umbrage With you I slept Careless for tomorrow With you my light did pierce The dark hold of slumber And usher the overlook the hidden paths The rabbits that cleaved for white fur ’Las all was blushed in black … Read more

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Chameleon’s Enlightenment

Summon the devil’s advocate Trilling the pronunciation of arrogance Across the treble throbbing a lust Resounding in thy temple A pounding thrust Sleepless dawn A bellowing Dance with the bells At the morning star arising O’er the doll house of God An ecstasy in the shattered church of industry A Roman Catholic materialism The haunts … Read more

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The Open Art Exhibition Now Online and Ready to View

Light Space & Time Online Art Gallery is pleased to announce that its October 2012 art exhibition is now posted on their website and is ready to view online.  The subject for this art exhibition is “Open” (No Theme) and artists were asked to submit their best representational and non-representational art. An art competition was … Read more

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Seven Sins of Reason and the Selvage

Dear Friends and Colleagues, Complimenting NO!R New York City’s event, Seven Sins of Reason, I am pleased to announce a book of poetry contemplating God’s boredom after the seventh day of Creation. Seven Sins of Reason and the Selvage is now available at LULU.COM As well, in commemoration of NO!R’s event, I offer God’s Silence, … Read more

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My Ineffable, A Web in the Basement of Dreams

I left my heart in the flashing lights Where we danced like spiders In the basement of dreams Crawling along the silken strands In mellifluous emulsion It touched so close my solitude was not my own And the proximity piqued my reserve Deferring questions I had walked right through my company Like they were afterthoughts … Read more

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Free Art Marketing Salons Starting Tomorrow- Paterson, NJ

Free Art Marketing Salon begins 9/20 in Paterson 1 OP Collective member RoByn Thompson is starting a FREE art marketing salon! Here is some more information from her: “I’m an artist in downtown Paterson. We would meet every Thursday 6:30pm (starting September 20th) in my space for 9 weeks copying the marketing plan at http://artbizconnection.com/. Artists: … Read more

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Rest in Peace, My Ineffable

The tug of the other shore Had stretched me thin And I carried the weight of industry home From the higher planes of cognizance Fleshing along the stagnant reeds In a veil of minimalism Induced by an excess of waste As the western prestige In aspiration Had shipped the fronts of globalized affairs to the … Read more

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My Ineffable, In Search of Dreams

The molten glass apple seeped along The darkening of dreams that wander stoned Begging the everlasting stars to be reformed ’Las the dreams are empty in the middle of the night And the ticks of time kept falling to the floor Of a clockwork stairwell Towards the bellowing heights Where those vivid dreams that live … Read more

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My Ineffable, Eastern Capitalism

Reality was a fresh squeeze perpetual In the shadow of the city of dreams The jade of New Amsterdam Wrought from the palaces of Vienna In the cathedral of a home Climbing with the vines of the ego A temptation to cover Thy nude embrace And the glass apple was melting beneath the sun Set … Read more

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My Ineffable, Step Up

The witches sat in an intellectual circle Collecting their charms For witty gestures of the abyss To cast into the souls of their desires Fishing for a surreal evening light To slant through the gray summer haze And stray the clouds To return their ephemerality Pour from the hands of their blessed gods A wealth … Read more

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My Ineffable, Stutter the Violins

Stutter the Violins, a short film In the dissemination of a little life’s work The stutter of the violins Was silenced in the cool flow of things A tango on the pavement Echoed in the ice A crystalline nature of mathematics The columns of numbers That define the power Like the pillars of an ancient … Read more

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1 Op Collective: A History

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Have you heard the story of  1 Op Collective?     1 Op Collective was founded in February of 2010 by Co-Director Lauren Smith as a way for emerging artists to share local art opportunities via posting on a public blog. It was meant to decrease the amount of time each individual artist spent researching … Read more

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My Ineffable, La Petite Mort

Last harvest moon I prayed for rain And my prayer was answered With the precipitation of a samba On the old haunts of the east It came in like the devil Had fled the western oppression of His soul A dance that knew no bounds Before the dark stares Of God fearing reasons And I … Read more

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My Ineffable, Praying for the Rain

To live a raw, dry life Empty basements of dreams Reverberating in the cave of mind Déjà vu plethora The rogue intellect of a generative X With a kiss and open arms But the lack of an embrace Did thee feel the strings of thy history unraveling? And did thee speak of spirits Having carried … Read more

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My Ineffable, The Striation of Beauty

Silence changes hues Her words could not escape thee Nor thy her words Wilting in the desert Of a casual professionalism It was a life’s work that bore thy absence Leading on the Virgin To stain the glass of the sharpened curvatures A mirror of the colours of the soul Framed in the hooks Of … Read more

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My Ineffable, Déjà Vu Au Courant

A bag in the wind Rose in a glory of abandon And caught the tail of an escape To its harrowing existence Clutched a ladder to the sky And hung for fear of change A skyhook to the heavens of the moment ’Las the western wind was keen To keep on moving And with a … Read more

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My Ineffable, Queens Dancing in Sunshowers

The park was empty after the storm The countess of Monte Cristo Having passed through And leaving her charms behind closed doors Scrapping traces of the life That was never mine It seems the wind Just keeps on blowing Forcing thee To strain thy passions through thy tensions And strain thy senses through thy passions … Read more

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Artist Tracy DiTolla

My recent work is inspired by the 16th century writings of Saint John of the Cross -  Dark Night of the Soul.  These writings are about the journey that the soul takes while trying to become one with God.  Today the term is used for the time of loneliness and desolation in a person’s spiritual … Read more

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My Ineffable, God’s Boredom

Save me He said I am God The work of six days Has exhausted the seventh And I’ve lapsed in sleep Through the ninth symphony That might have left me breathless Had I listened to its defeat ’Las my boredom carried me Into the reiterations of multiple digits Churning and churning new life Incessantly divulgent … Read more

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Poetry in Motion outside BLK DNM

http://www.blkdnmcloseup.com/post/23513753032/jason-greendyk-outside-blk-dnm-at-237-lafayette-on-satur Jason Greendyk, http://www.jasongreendyk.com

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