Lost Psyche 2014

Songs for the end of rhapsody

The thoughts that thrill the mind are of their time

and don’t transcend the hour from which they sprang.

We dream of fixing moments, holding smoke

that streams between the fingers as we clutch:

the harder is our grip, the less we grasp,

the more we squeeze it out and end the space.

I think my thoughts stand tall, expand, transmit,

are in a thousand listening ears at once,

that beauty which is shared could range beyond

and spread its happy humours outward, onward,

yet buoyed by copious vanity: how it’s mocked

when future ears are deaf and eyes are blind

to all the witnesses of closed experience!… Continued

History is a narrative, where consecutive events determine one another. In the process, this analysed story suggests that human development is linear: it takes us from primitiveness to sophistication in a motif of progress that we cherish.

The master-narrative of progress is flattering because it tells us how advanced we’ve become in science and technology, plus cultural and social advances. The narrative is self-congratulatory; and from its implicit swagger, there is also a tacit authority, which claims ownership of progress for the authors of history.… Continued

Elle a surgi dans l’herbe haute du bas-côté comme une cible à pigeon-vole. Aussi raide dans la nature de l ‘été. Pourtant elle est vêtue comme l’Ange du foyer de Max Ernst, avec des oripeaux flamboyants et des superpositions sur le buste, et chapeau en haut, les pieds nus sur les petits cailloux qui font le lit de l’asphalte.… Continued

Bouquet improbable, impossible brassée, colonne désordonnée,
Millefleur
fleurs mûres et jeunes fleurs, apparaissent dans une nuit, une vision arrachée au cauchemar, entre lourds pétales, lassés, épuisés, transparente jeunesse, les unes dans le destin, les autres dans l’illusion de la vie,
fantaisie et fausse nature, fiction exercée par la main de l’homme, recréée, gaité sans souci, conjuration, magie pour la rétine,
bonheur du jour,
jardin rêvé, chevelure de fée, buisson du créateur,
explosion bucolique, efflorescence de l’éphémère,
cri silencieux de la couleur, costume d’Arlequin,
feu de fleurs, jardin échevelé,
costume dégrafé et riche habit, velours de nymphe,
promesse de la volupté, offrande calme et somptueuse, de la chevelure et de la toison, riche discours, parole libre.… Continued

The boys were walking the dirt track heading to the water early in the morning. One boy was walking beside a bicycle, the other slung a fishing net over his shoulder. The bicycle was heavy and rusted and prehistoric, constructed from scrap metal. As the boys rounded a bend on the track they came across an old man curled into a ball, in the dirt.… Continued