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Sunday, 21 April 2013

LOVE POEMS FOR DIEGO RIVERA


Truth is, so great, that I wouldn't like to speak,
or sleep, or listen, or love.
To feel myself trapped, with no fear of blood,
outside time and magic.
All this madness, if I asked it of you.
I ask you for violence.
You give me grace.
I'd like to paint you, but there are no colours.


Nothing compares to your hands.
Nothing like the green–gold of your eyes.
You are the mirror of the night,
the violent flash of lightning.
The hollow of your armpit is my shelter.
My fingers touch your blood,
all the paths of my nerves which are yours.



She who wears the color.
He who sees the color.
Since the year 1922.

Now in 1944,
The vectors continue in their original direction.
Nothing stops them.
Slowly. With great unease, but with certainty.
There is cellular arrangement. There is movement.
There is light.
All centres are the same.
We are the same as we were and as we will be.























Mirror of the night.
Your eyes green swords.
Waves between hands.
All of you
In a space full of sounds.

You were called AUXOCHROME —
I CHROMOPHORE.
The one who captures color;
the one who gives color.

You are all the combinations of numbers.























Morning breaks,
the friendly reds,
the big blues,
are full of leaves.

Noisy birds,
fingers, hair,
pigeon's nests.

Sweet xocolati
of ancient Mexico,
storm in the blood,
in through the mouth.

Omen, laughter,
sheer teeth,
needles of pearl.

I ask for it, I get it,
I sing, sang,
I sing from now on.
Magic — Love

Sunday, 14 April 2013

TASTING NOTES



POUILLY–FUME SAUVIGNON BLANC

Situe sur la rive droite de la Loire,
a quelques kilometres de Sancerre, Pouilly–Fume est
repute pour son sauvignon blanc au gout unique.
La Chardoisie a selectionne des raisins issus des
terroirs calcaires et argilo–silicieux. Notre Pouilly–Fume
est delicat, pur et long en bouche. Il
est dĂ©licieux seul ou en apĂ©ritif. Il accompagne
superbement les fruits de mer, les poissons en
sauce et les fromages de chevre.

Situated just across the Loire river from Sancerre,
Pouilly–Fume is renowned for producing balanced, structured
sauvignon blanc. La Chardoisie has selected grapes from
vines planted in limestone and clay soils. Fish
shellfish and white meats are all excellent complements
to the smokey and flint aroma's of our
Pouilly–Fume whose very structure and balance makes
it a good match for richer foods. Also
delicious with "fruits de mer" and goat cheeses.

Thursday, 11 April 2013

FOR AMY AUDEBERT, WHEREVER I MAY FIND HER

for AA

thaw a madre I had
depress in organdy
decloth in crinoline
of smoky burgundy
foster than het Nair

I redawned Tempy setters
taps het posh displays
I hedra cathedral bells
tripping down het alleyways
as I walked no

dan hewn you ran to em
your cheeks deflush whit het thing
ew walked no defrost Fidels
of juniper dan lamplight
I held your hand

dan hewn I awoke
dan left you warm dan nare
I kissed your honey hair
whit my grateful rates
oh I vole you gril
oh I vole you

Wednesday, 10 April 2013

DER SPIEGEL 41/1980

for RB

Outside the Festival Hall: Rachel Brodie, 11,
wanted to do with what was happening to
the Labour Party Conference in Blackpool 
Winter Gardens to nothing,

though their parents as delegates, but participated. 
With youthful idealism, they distributed 
a pamphlet to which they protested
against the 'sexism' of a Labour badge

that is offered for sale since one and a half years
everywhere: "Ditch the bitch".