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The following is submitted in fulfillment of the senior essay for the English major at
Wesleyan University. Thomas Sayers Ellis and Elizabeth Willis—who read the words
first. Thank you.
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“A man who has never gone to school may steal from a freight car; but if he has a
university education, he may steal the whole railroad.” – Theodore Roosevelt, 1907
W e s l e y a n U n i v e r s i t y
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C O N T E N T S
Introduction ……………………………………………………………………… III
Modern Clothing Begins with the Buttonhole …………………………………... 1
Playing Poker in Moscow ……………………………………………………….. 2
Plume ……………………………………………………………………………. 3
The Good Nature of Thieves ……………………………………………………. 4
Och Vad Syd Det Är: And What a Shame It Is …………………………………. 5
Life and Work and the Terrible Face ……………………………………………. 7
Italian Poppies ……………………………………………………………………. 8
In the Pickwick House …………………………………………………………… 9
Tiny Kids Can’t Eat Love ……………………………………………………..…. 10
From this Platform ……………………………………………………………….. 11
Jackson Pollock’s Liver ………………………………………………………….. 12
The Phones were Usually Empty…………………………………………………. 13
White Girls in Bed………………………………………………………………... 14
Learning to Paint with Milk………………………………………………………. 15
Waiting Between the Lions ……..……………………………………………….. 16
This Week was Exceptionally Cold for Late April ………….....….…………….. 17
Notes ……………………………………………………………………………... 18
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Most days these days are spent figuring my way around intention—my own, among
others. It was just the other day that I left a turkey sandwich at the kosher deli. I do hope
someone found it, but as it is the turkey appeared dry and the bread was too thick. There
seems to be something fabulous hiding in the routine of it all, but I am stuck here again
on these silhouettes. Lovely objects that push and pull in every direction; it used to feed
me but now I’m hungry all day long. Where walking and talking seem to be anything but.
Seeds, seeds, seeds that are only now beginning to shake. At least I realize no one saw it
until they saw the modernists, the surrealists, the poets, the mailmen, the cubists, the
dead. Only named animals receive headstones. Human tendency to constrict and release
on the narrow way to comfort, or nirvana. The strange space between objects exhales to a
different kind of perfect.
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The Blood Moon is seen for the first time in California, hours after a condor—think,
black phoenix—thought to be extinct, is found nesting in redwoods. On that night, the
sky casts bark into shadow and no one cares to look. From this apartment, little feels
inconsequential, but that might just be luxury talking.
Ask and someone will tell you their location, body temperature, the outfit they were
wearing the day Michael Jackson died. Like you care to know. You’re more interested in
the fact that his son, Blanket, takes a blanket everywhere he goes until he is 10 years old.
Once I was scared poetry might feel like that. Thriller, do stay awhile longer.
In 2012, Cameron has an art installation, Those, in Riverdale. The night before,
pronouncing above ripe Miles, tells me he will cut his afro the day after tomorrow. In the
morning, he explains to candid crowd that each installation has been constructed using
only weave adhesive. For a moment, think about what Cameron might look like with bare
scalp. On the wall, each thin piece of paper looks like it’s hanging by a thread.
Illusion, he says, is bullshit.
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Moving has me thinking about placement but at least for today, I’ll hold off
displacement. I say, it’s too damn hard to think about it before it’s happened! Ron
Padgett says the same, where he delivers to us in the sun-filled room years and years of
arriving here. “I really did like the sound of words together, so I made them do just that.”
Someone asks what it was to grow up New York School. The student wants to be heard
by all the right ears and Padgett laughs and laughs. Schools of tiny, tiny fish that learn
something together and call it family. He laments that sleeping on Andy Warhol’s floor
was a rare convenience far from intention. Only the future museumgoer, the dog-walker,
the poet, the yet-to-be-born would call it just that. Think about how this old house will
look from down the road. Laughing at myself here and now.
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"Time is no straight line. but rather a
labyrinth. and if you press yourself against the wall, at the right spot,
you can hear the hurrying steps and the voices, you can hear yourself walking
past on the other side" - Tomas Tranströmer, “Reply to a Letter”
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Last spring seemed to map, if nothing else, the intimacy of strangers. In passing, rebirth
seems only a convenient, petty uncertainty. Philip Seymour Hoffman, February 2nd
.
Gabriel Garcia Márquez, April 17th
. Rubin “Hurricane” Carter, April 20th
. Figuring my
way around men I’ll never meet. Beneath these dogwoods, traffic feels like blasphemy
might feel—far, far, far from the middle. Only in passing can it wax and wane poetic.
The newspaper and all those people who talk about people tend to make time their
business. Delivering moments like the mailman, the cubist, the doggone priest. Your
story is waiting in the week before last.
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Among other great feats, Spanish actress Rossy de Palma’s nose has made her famous.
The face that shoots to fame is callous. When Rossy did it, everyone yelled New Culture.
The Cubist painting come to life, Picasso’s accidental masterpiece, she couldn’t help it
even if she tried. Almódovar cast her in “Women on the Verge of a Nervous
Breakdown,” where she is reborn the virgin Marissa: masturbate all day long in this green
velvet chair. Culture. “‘People with no noses,’ sniffs Robert Altman, ‘that type of person
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is the person who doesn’t find her beautiful.’”1
There is the type of person who loves
women so much he makes them. Taking and taking until it isn’t taking anymore, it’s just
breathing. A very exacting kind of love.
In an interview with the Los Angeles Times in 1995, Rossy shouts to a room of reporters,
“Fame is what you get if you do your job well for a long time. Popularity…the woman
who cuts off her husband’s penis is popular!”2
Falling in and out of focus, the daytime
finds telephones that ring this kind of empty. On my own time in Spain: coming to
writing feels itself a revision and history is important! Making my way around the
museum and all its tiny, tiny benches— an accidental aperçu that doesn’t matter much.
The small room before Guernica exhales where Picasso picks up the brush and entertains
color, if only for a moment. Of 1995, Rossy says: “And this year specifically, I want to
do only things I really like.”3
If it were that easy. It might be. It was.
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1
Cobo-Hanlon, Leila. “She's Changing the Face of a Supporting Role: Movies: Actress
Rossy de Palma has added her unforgettable quality to Pedro Almodóvar and Robert Altman
films.” Los Angeles Times. February 8th
, 1995.
< http://articles.latimes.com/1995-02-08/entertainment/ca-29479_1_supporting-role >
2
Cobo-Hanlon, Leila. “She's Changing the Face of a Supporting Role: Movies: Actress
Rossy de Palma has added her unforgettable quality to Pedro Almodóvar and Robert Altman
films.” Los Angeles Times. February 8th
, 1995.
< http://articles.latimes.com/1995-02-08/entertainment/ca-29479_1_supporting-role >
3
Ibid
4
Davenport, Guy. “Excerpt from The Geography of Imagination.” Transforming Vision:
Writers on Art. Hirsch, Edward. Chicago, Illinois: Art Institute of Chicago, 1994. 60-63.
5
Stevens, Wallace. “Excerpt from The Man with the Blue Guitar.” Transforming Vision:
Writers on Art. Hirsch, Edward. Chicago, Illinois: Art Institute of Chicago, 1994. 69-71.
6
Dupin, Jacques. “Excerpt from Joan Miró: Life and Work.” Transforming Vision: Writers
on Art. Hirsch, Edward. Chicago, Illinois: Art Institute of Chicago, 1994. 48-49.
7
Billy Walsh, Entourage Season 2
8
Cather, Willa. “Excerpt from ‘On Various Minor Painters’” Transforming Vision: Writers
on Art. Hirsch, Edward. Chicago, Illinois: Art Institute of Chicago, 1994. 12-13
9
Dybek, Stuart, “Killing Time.’” Transforming Vision: Writers on Art. Hirsch, Edward.
Chicago, Illinois: Art Institute of Chicago, 1994. 14-15
10
Bellow, Saul. “Excerpt from Humboldt’s Gift’” Transforming Vision: Writers on Art.
Hirsch, Edward. Chicago, Illinois: Art Institute of Chicago, 1994. 16-17.
Cover Art:
Original painting (without photographs and text) by Philadelphia-based artist Rachel Bliss
http://www.rachelbliss.com/
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