Ringed in silver gorget, dull eyes misting
In turpentine devoid of warmth
Catching frigid pallor, that sleek whimsy mimesis
Of painter’s careless hand and boredom, dangling
Like a kouros strangled, twisting a
Key iron-housed in broken lock
Barren of secrets and starved of salvation
Is a rhyton emptied long ago
Void of even the grit of rotting parchment sands,
the etching worn, smoothly sad, by the cacophony of time:
He is mute and worth no second look
mimesis – mimic, copy
fete – celebration (i.e. feted or celebrated beauty)
fleur-di-lis (French lilies) – stylized lily used as a decoration or symbol (i.e. on a coat of arms)
verisimilitude – lacking likelyhood/truth, only has the appearance of truth
physiognomy – face or countenance; appearance
primus inter pares – first among equals
doge – magistrate from ancient Italy
kouros – sculpture of a young man
caryatid – sculpture of a woman serving as a column
aquamanilia – from “aqua” (water) and “manus” (hand). Medieval ewer shaped as an animal or human. Usually used to wash hands in religious rites.
gorget – piece of armor worn around the neck.
rhyton – container (i.e. horn) used for libations (offering of food/drink to the gods)
Finally read “Goodnight Moon” for the first time. This children’s book has been in print since 1947, but there’s something disturbing about it to me. “Goodnight mush” and “goodnight nobody.” Hmm.
Sir Laurence Olivier. Memorable quotes on Marilyn:
“She never thinks she’s good enough. That’s what makes her so wonderful…and so unhappy.”
“It’s like teaching Urdu to a badger!”
36 Down: British mother
Me (filling in answer): “Mum’s the word! Oh…haha.”
Yes, I laugh at my own (unintentional) jokes.
Inscription on a park bench at Central Park:
For Anne & Michael
May Your Days in The Park
Be Filled With Joy & Wonder.
Love, Daddy & Papa
Happy LGBT families make me happy. =)
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Christmas trees striped of finery and thrown to the curbside like so much trash. Like new year resolutions, they never last.
The sour lemon moon hung in firmament: a rancid rind discarded by a gluttonous hand.
There is an indoor art installation at 201 Mulberry constructed of astro-turf, plastic trees, and spotlights colored butter-yellow pink, but the laughing kids in the gallery make it an authentic park.