Damon the strong
Damon the wise
Damon the eternal
Sunday, November 06, 2005
Saturday, November 05, 2005
macri
i took macri up the hill today and gave him mystrica. He s pretty tired. Now he s curled in his odd cacoon sleeping bag dreaming the strange dreams that she brings. We listen to django. (the greatest.) My kitty crouches in meditation on my lap. Bhuda is sitting laughing with me!
Friday, November 04, 2005
Response
It's in
the lanugo
soft contour
radiating
the power
of being
light
meeting
in the
middle
There's no
one left
to forget
what we
used
to know
Hearing
you say
holding
him
It's in
the way
it bursts
black sheen
joyful
presence
the weight
of a loss
no one
knows
As the
day grows
dim
holding
him
holding
him
the lanugo
soft contour
radiating
the power
of being
light
meeting
in the
middle
There's no
one left
to forget
what we
used
to know
Hearing
you say
holding
him
It's in
the way
it bursts
black sheen
joyful
presence
the weight
of a loss
no one
knows
As the
day grows
dim
holding
him
holding
him
Thursday, November 03, 2005
I can touch
Reach
deep
plucks
the string
eternal
Taking
pictures
capturing
he swears
you hear
Sometimes
I can touch
Sometimes
I can touch
deep
plucks
the string
eternal
Taking
pictures
capturing
he swears
you hear
Sometimes
I can touch
Sometimes
I can touch
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
word
type www.lorneroberts.ca into yr address bar.
witness the brilliance of jen reeder.
it's still in the works, but this is it for now, anyway.
and... click on the link to the blog, etc, on the side to get right back here. it's all pretty slick.
witness the brilliance of jen reeder.
it's still in the works, but this is it for now, anyway.
and... click on the link to the blog, etc, on the side to get right back here. it's all pretty slick.
J11
Staring
across
seeing
the black
luminesce
the soul
of proportion
born with
eyes
wide open
so alive
can you
tell me
why
across
seeing
the black
luminesce
the soul
of proportion
born with
eyes
wide open
so alive
can you
tell me
why
diagnosis
Doctor Krahn what is your diagnosis
can you identify the make at least
it s R
Ill bring it to a local shop and if its decent I might be sending you two guitars to look after while im away!
Usually these types of space guitars turn me off but i felt a tingled when i picked this one up.
R
whoah karma has been flying fast and furious since the salamander landed. on our way home from hapkido today I spotted this guitar lying in the alley!
It says R on the top (raven)
Untitled by C.Zurzolo
Seated on the color purple
in contested terrain
Where untold delights await at inspiring prices.
This all strikes me as funny,
writing about, racism, hegemony and power structures
As I sip the brew of world domination
And in she strolls
my mirror, my image just 20 years from today
with the same stoutness of hips that I see creeping into my reflection.
Shared jokes with men half her age,
Lubricated conversations as she plans
Trips to the cottage after MTC tickets
With all afternoon to walk and talk
I want to ask her if she is happy.
To see the startled expression on her face
As she fields a call from her husband
Checking in
As I check out of my life
On a trip, for a moment
I luxuriate in my own sweat
“Where are you”
“I’m running away from home”
But
He deserves the rest (from the 50 hours of free time in his weekly schedule)
While in his meek confession of this I note
my time
Must be used with such efficiency
That circus music plays as I move
The balls floating in the air
By sheer force of will.
in contested terrain
Where untold delights await at inspiring prices.
This all strikes me as funny,
writing about, racism, hegemony and power structures
As I sip the brew of world domination
And in she strolls
my mirror, my image just 20 years from today
with the same stoutness of hips that I see creeping into my reflection.
Shared jokes with men half her age,
Lubricated conversations as she plans
Trips to the cottage after MTC tickets
With all afternoon to walk and talk
I want to ask her if she is happy.
To see the startled expression on her face
As she fields a call from her husband
Checking in
As I check out of my life
On a trip, for a moment
I luxuriate in my own sweat
“Where are you”
“I’m running away from home”
But
He deserves the rest (from the 50 hours of free time in his weekly schedule)
While in his meek confession of this I note
my time
Must be used with such efficiency
That circus music plays as I move
The balls floating in the air
By sheer force of will.
Monday, October 31, 2005
Try
what succumbs
under the
lithe muscles
what foretells
the lily-
drenched
blessing
the moon's
gypsy
turns
in the
middle
vortex
finding
what it
looks
like
under the
lithe muscles
what foretells
the lily-
drenched
blessing
the moon's
gypsy
turns
in the
middle
vortex
finding
what it
looks
like
Sunday, October 30, 2005
macro? micro?
anyone seen the macro-scopic creator of this work in its original un-photoshopped condition, tell him to get in touch w/ us. (hint: it used to be a vacuum.)
there he went...
...shuffling off into the ottawa summer predusk, ol' knack, who'd come all this way for really no reason other than to see us--eyes, fixed on the sidewalk ahead. Bent to it again. Gone.
--paraphrasing of some good ol' Kerouac
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Friday, October 28, 2005
GreenRoom
that was your little warning
as the earth spoke it
that's just part of the revolution
you said holding back
negotiating with him
wondering what was
bringing the attack
and he didn't like
the fact that the vacuum
became something else
as the earth spoke it
that's just part of the revolution
you said holding back
negotiating with him
wondering what was
bringing the attack
and he didn't like
the fact that the vacuum
became something else
Cry
Mood
swings
fractionated
into
spin
For
protection:
Love
So loud
the word
gathering
sound
Cry
For
protection:
Love
swings
fractionated
into
spin
For
protection:
Love
So loud
the word
gathering
sound
Cry
For
protection:
Love
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
random acts of chaos
funny how when you point and shoot often enough, patterns emerge.
the slow turn of the organicum.
Transcending the Word
The higher state is that which is unlearned.
Logic is burned in the blaze of nothing
of everything.
What has the crow ever said but nothing?
Are you greater than the crow?
Triad
Here s my camera, my kitty, and I.
Mars is very very close to us now and I feel we re on the brink of something. This Halloween weekend will be significant.
Be alert, sobre, ready. But fluid.
Monday, October 24, 2005
facing west #2
can you believe this? this image is 100% undoctored, cuz this is really what it looked like.
My Tyrannosaurus Pecks
Always uncertain, but never in doubt
I think of Auster, and his post modern gaze
Running blindly into things with my head held high
Banana hand shots, men and women unite to the task
Genderful communities working hand in hand
The Spanish government try to hide their chocolate I understand
While my German sausage lusts after the mustard, sweet, brown and smokey.
I'm conquering windmills like an ignorant brute
Filled with Elliot's melancholy, and forever a student of history
I write this on a snowy, blustery day, while running behind
Do I have anything else that will work?
A stack of photographs teeters, ready for me to re-render the world.
I think of Auster, and his post modern gaze
Running blindly into things with my head held high
Banana hand shots, men and women unite to the task
Genderful communities working hand in hand
The Spanish government try to hide their chocolate I understand
While my German sausage lusts after the mustard, sweet, brown and smokey.
I'm conquering windmills like an ignorant brute
Filled with Elliot's melancholy, and forever a student of history
I write this on a snowy, blustery day, while running behind
Do I have anything else that will work?
A stack of photographs teeters, ready for me to re-render the world.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Untitled 33
the mass
moved
protecting
all they knew
they had:
a next step
returning
forgotten
but always
felt deep
of touch
that rises
from the
hunger
moved
protecting
all they knew
they had:
a next step
returning
forgotten
but always
felt deep
of touch
that rises
from the
hunger
Untitled 24
strange
loves
the beat
one two
folded
into three
not added
and multiplied
giving into
sin
when you
think
you've
had enough
it'll all
be worth
the gift
and taste's
again
and again
loves
the beat
one two
folded
into three
not added
and multiplied
giving into
sin
when you
think
you've
had enough
it'll all
be worth
the gift
and taste's
again
and again
Saturday, October 22, 2005
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