Acloud clad valley
inviting fog of
incidents
now
Under the bushy mountain
we swimmers
in the rivers
flowing in our shadows
A cloud clad new moon
in the morning journey
agate sky
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
EVENING IN HIROSHIMA PEACE PARK
Evening
with paper lantern
in Hiroshima peace park.
Hirpshima remembered
Hiroshima remembers
Hiroshima will remember
And it still mushrooms
with paper lantern
in Hiroshima peace park.
Hirpshima remembered
Hiroshima remembers
Hiroshima will remember
And it still mushrooms
Friday, August 6, 2010
CHARLIE CHAPLIN'S THIEF CATCHER
THIEF CATCHER
is out.Alive and well.
This is a 10 minute Keystone Studio silent comedy of 1914,from the genius,just released.
He plays a policeman but all the markers and signatures are there.So add it up to the list of Charlie;s classics,although he only appears for 3 minutes.
It is another treasure of his treasures.
It is a must see for Charlie's lovers.
Good luck
and have fun!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
STORMY STORM
STORMY STORM
IT IS A STORMY STORM
SO MUCH SO
LIKE A STORMY
STORM
and i'm going to hold on the rooftop
in
stormy
storm
st
to
rm
pelease do not de lete me!
IT IS A STORMY STORM
SO MUCH SO
LIKE A STORMY
STORM
and i'm going to hold on the rooftop
in
stormy
storm
st
to
rm
pelease do not de lete me!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
A SCAFFOLDING TOWER OF SHADOW
image by: moj
...AND SAP POURING IN YOU AT THE TIME OF STORM LIKE A WALL PAPER FLOWER
...AND SAP POURING IN YOU AT THE TIME OF STORM LIKE A WALL PAPER FLOWER
Took the shadow
to the sun
a scaffolding tower of shadow
as wethervane
in orangina
as wethervane
in orangina
you were late in the afternoon
when I lost my way.
you were late in lost ways
now that I took you
to the shadow.
*
Timber tone
dancing with weathervane
spilled in grooves of
my notebook
*
Time travels thru us
we beat her
until she succeds to
beat us.
*
Someday I return
to find
the one I lost
6 million years ago
if I see
ARDIPITHECUS RAMIDUS
The Peacock-Phrasant
of Ethiopia
to embrace her and
whisper in her pink ears:
I returned to find you
my lost love
of 6 million years
I still wavvve u!
when I lost my way.
you were late in lost ways
now that I took you
to the shadow.
*
Timber tone
dancing with weathervane
spilled in grooves of
my notebook
*
Time travels thru us
we beat her
until she succeds to
beat us.
*
Someday I return
to find
the one I lost
6 million years ago
if I see
ARDIPITHECUS RAMIDUS
The Peacock-Phrasant
of Ethiopia
to embrace her and
whisper in her pink ears:
I returned to find you
my lost love
of 6 million years
I still wavvve u!
THE TIME HYPERREALISTIC SCRAPPER
*BEAT MEMORIES
NGA EXHIBITION ON ALLEN GINZBERG PHOTOGRAPHY OF BEAT GENERATION
http://www.faramarzsoleimani.blogspot.com/
Pen and dreams
stone and dreams
a sea of words
runs through sky screan
for gaudy reverbation
of sounds afar.
Did I say sounds
afar?
Naked behind transparant window
to get distracted by
naked behind
transparant window.
To mourn is to remember
to remember
is to mourn.
We harvest memories
in all four seasons
of perseid
to dust off memories
of dreams
in a sea of reveries.
Silent by words
silent
by silence
on beatupia.
....
NGA EXHIBITION ON ALLEN GINZBERG PHOTOGRAPHY OF BEAT GENERATION
Pen and dreams
stone and dreams
a sea of words
runs through sky screan
for gaudy reverbation
of sounds afar.
Did I say sounds
afar?
Naked behind transparant window
to get distracted by
naked behind
transparant window.
To mourn is to remember
to remember
is to mourn.
We harvest memories
in all four seasons
of perseid
to dust off memories
of dreams
in a sea of reveries.
Silent by words
silent
by silence
on beatupia.
....
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