October 31, 2012

you are right.  those two were less enthusiastic about the idea.

but williams is a doctor and stevens is an insurance salesman.

i can see jean, when in france, and hans, when in germany, going for that kind of thing.

it is the idea of negative space.  the most important meaning resides in unexpected places.

and the tread?

between the ball,

October 30, 2012

is it the same as the space between the hand and the ball?

this space between the hands and the water.

i see more than i did before.  i don't understand what keeps it working.

you seem to know a little about a few of these things.

October 26, 2012

love without shadows stirs now beginning to awaken as night

a blue pigeon it is, that circles the blue sky.

October 25, 2012

October 24, 2012

dreams possess me and the dance of my thoughts.

sombre as fir-trees, liquid cats moved in the grass without a sound.

October 23, 2012

beware of the machinery of faces.

but only the dance is sure!  make it your own.  who can tell what is to come of it?

October 22, 2012

October 21, 2012

the elephant is in love with the millimeter.

the poets keep to themselves.  last night they walked the deck mumbling verse.

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later, arthur stood on the beach in marseilles.  each minute seemed the size of a year.

October 20, 2012

i doubt it.  tell me more about them later.  doctor prinzhorn is here to take me in. 

maybe if i get close to them, something will rub off.

william carlos williams.  wallace stevens.  jean arp.

it is curious.  do they stick together?  who are they?

there are three poets aboard.  isn't that curious?

October 19, 2012

at a crepuscular light.  tonight i will gaze.  gaze with me.

October 18, 2012

the horizon.  between sea and sky.  i can look at that forever.

October 17, 2012

arthur, don't be silly.  look at me now.  this is how i feel about it all.

you manage to make it sound a little melancholy.

October 16, 2012

i'll find things, people.  that's what i do.  besides, we have all of the time in the world.

October 15, 2012

i'll roam.  float around.  talk to some people.  i think i am good at that.

you will have to spend your time creating havoc.  you can visit me.

they won't let you in.  i am staying here another month at least.

arthur, are you there?  i am coming to you.  i need to hold you.

October 14, 2012