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  1. Quasimofo August 9, 2007 @ 2:47 pm

    Taoistic! or Taraistic! i luv the simple beauty of repitition…”this is what life has become/ the pulse/ the throb/ the laugh/ and the groan”…’so much depends on this little red wheelbarrow’ one might say. The words at once seem singular and stretching to the heavens like a CareBear rainbow. Style reminds me of the Japanese warrior haiku and the old odes of Chinese Emperors (the Ming of course, no Sagwa Siamese please).

    I could never write like this cause ‘puttin your thumb on things’ and then expressing it with visceral accuracy is difficult for my scatterbrained A.D.D. mind. I’m more like walkin’ all over the place in the poetry supermarket on unlabled isles ramming wobble-wheel shopping carts into Whitman and Lorca and thinking the overhead speaker is God…it’s one helluva clean-up with the eggs and apple juice; and Ginsberg is grazing on the fig newtons. Bareknuckles Bombastic!

    I found multiple listings for Vincent D’Amico…one is a TV actor with credits goin’ back to the 80’s and the other is a famous Gynecologist…i think we’ll assume it’s the actor! Cool pic. Garbed in Teddy-boy gear, the light shining on the top of his crown seems to emanate like a halo…the Rebel-Saint! I’m assuming the poem speaks to this man’s life, in a sense, and it’s not just a visual epiphany…i’ll do some research for the bio. Nice spacing too! Thx. Istalli Mashi…

  2. fogman August 10, 2007 @ 8:13 am

    this is what life has become
    the pulse
    the throb
    the laugh
    and the groan

    I like that part quite a bit - it sums life up well. What more is there to say?

  3. savagewave August 12, 2007 @ 4:00 pm

    thanks for your comments, guys.

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/theremina/451729758/

    the above link explains it all.

Your Best Life -For V. D’Amico

Tara Przybille Bradley

vincent d'amico

what has become of life
the stuff in your eyes
every drum
every beat
the stuff in your heart

where are you now
where you have always been
in the gleaming
in the change of things

this chance
this time
you are still here
you are still you

this is what life has become
the pulse
the throb
the laugh
and the groan

do this
live this
be this
be you

-Tara
(i guess this is all i could find to say)

savagewave @ August 8, 2007

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