WHEATHER REPORT : sardines pumpink frank o’hara and jean-jacques rousseau

Last Day October 2019 some pictures I took for a gone month.
jean-jacques rousseau in venice
and what the french philosopher saw from his balcony

today is the last day of october and… halloween

some snapshot for the day.


pumpkins


… and a poem by Frank O’Hara

“Why I Am Not A Painter”

I am not a painter, I am a poet.
Why? I think I would rather be
a painter, but I am not. Well,

for instance, Mike Goldberg
is starting a painting. I drop
in.
“Sit down and have a drink” he
says. I drink; we drink. I look
up. “You have SARDINES in it.”
“Yes, it needed something there.”
“Oh.” I go and the days go by
and I drop in again. The painting
is going on, and I go, and the
days
go by. I drop in. The painting is
finished. “Where’s SARDINES?”
All that’s left is just
letters, “it was too much,” Mike says.
But me? One day I am thinking of
a color: orange. I write a line
about orange. Pretty soon it is a
whole page of words, not lines.
Then another page. There should
be
so much more, not of orange, of
words, of how terrible orange is
and life. Days go by. It is even
in
prose, I am a real poet. My poem
is finished and I haven’t
mentioned
orange yet. It’s twelve poems, I
call
it ORANGES. And one day in a
gallery
I see Mike’s painting, called
SARDINES.

 

 

thanks everybody !
stay tuned.

thursday october 31, 2019

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