Archive for December, 2015
死不回头
Tuesday, December 22nd, 2015雨,礼物,诗
Monday, December 21st, 2015All night long the hockey pictures
gaze down at you
sleeping in your tracksuit.
Belligerent goalies are your ideal.
Threats of being traded
cuts and wounds
–all this pleases you.
O my god! you say at breakfast
reading the sports page over the Alpen
as another player breaks his ankle
or assaults the coach. (more…)
Anti-ephemeral
Tuesday, December 15th, 2015“The aim for him [the artist] is to extract from fashion the poetry that resides in its historical envelope, to distill the eternal from the transitory. ”
-Charles Baudelaire