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baroque (inspired by the faces and sounds of the time)
…those sad old years…
…of which by some cruel and unusual fate i could not attend…
…to make the company of a more precise and congruent melancholy…
…to be by the side of those sad old machines…
…and hear the first draft bells of their descents into despair and catacomb…
…that some in their own time would find themselves to confront by measure…
…to question in theory…
…looking amid conflict to find a symmetry in truth…
…or validate aesthetic by concocting laws which would prove beauty by mathematics…
…or to make sense or to organize the madness of creation…
…and of doubt…
…regardless…
…i sit here in the place of ghosts…
…a thousand momentary definitions after the original angels' choruses have silenced…
…and make my own contemplations and conceive to conceive…
…not to examine beauty with the likes of such trigonometric asymmetries…
…but to empty my own pockets of much more minimal infinities…
…06-22-04…
…of which by some cruel and unusual fate i could not attend…
…to make the company of a more precise and congruent melancholy…
…to be by the side of those sad old machines…
…and hear the first draft bells of their descents into despair and catacomb…
…that some in their own time would find themselves to confront by measure…
…to question in theory…
…looking amid conflict to find a symmetry in truth…
…or validate aesthetic by concocting laws which would prove beauty by mathematics…
…or to make sense or to organize the madness of creation…
…and of doubt…
…regardless…
…i sit here in the place of ghosts…
…a thousand momentary definitions after the original angels' choruses have silenced…
…and make my own contemplations and conceive to conceive…
…not to examine beauty with the likes of such trigonometric asymmetries…
…but to empty my own pockets of much more minimal infinities…
…06-22-04…
Published 30th Jun 2010
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Anonymous
1st Jul 2010 11:28am
"To make the company of a more precise and congruent melancholy." Oh boy do I understand that line; I've often wished for a more precise and ordered sadness, as opposed to this hysterical despair I often feel. I want to quote you the whole poem again here because each line is so meaningful, but don't worry, I won't. Suffice to say that it's a finely written, deep and hypnotic poem.
1st Jul 2010 12:27pm
deep and hypnotic well thanks very much and thanks for enjoying every line.. that's much appreciated.. basically saying i wish i were there with those wonderful composers and apart of such a lovely and musically melancholy time.. like i'd also like to be a part of the beats of the 50s.. now im glad i came around at the end of the 70s and missed all that bullshit classic rock.. well not all but most of that shit im glad i missed heh
