Month: May 2012

Remember Poem

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Remember when a flower was

just a flower

and not a flower pic or a

popular fragrance

Remember when a song was

just a song and not a

hit song.

Remember when a face was just a face

you actually saw

somewhere besides Facebook.

Remember?

Remember when a school wasn’t a

factory,

when a ride was sometimes in the back of a truck,

sometimes in a wagon.

Remember when you’d see people in a field.

Remember when it was a long way to town

and church was a little building with fans

card board fans with Jesus on one side,

because there was no air conditioning,

and there were porches,

not porch-like nothings added as decoration.

Oh we got a lot

out of the engineers

and all of that silicon,

and we left a lot

behind.

 

 

david michael jackson   May 7, 2012   editors@artvilla.com

Abstract Buffalo Painting in Red Yellow and Blue

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Abstract Buffalo Painting
Abstract Buffalo Painting

Yep he’a an abstract buffalo alright, sometimes called a Fubalo my my late wife Janet. She was great at naming things. She named our cat Backup, another one Mindy Clark, and our dog Schmutt.

So anyway it’s an abstract buffalo because she said it was and so it is.
To me it looks like a cross between a rodent and a bird but I don’t think anyone will ask for that.
Art is about surprises and sometimes modern art needs to show up in unexpected places like subway walls and buffalo’s that aren’t quite buffalo’s.

david michael jackson May 7, 2012 editors@artvilla.com

Can Do Better Poem by MOSHE BENARROCH

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Can Do Better
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Always torturing myself for things I didn’t do
why didn’t I write a long novel
my novels are too short
why not the long poem,
why so many languages
am I really good at any of them
why my books don’t sell maybe
I am such a bad writer and poet
why when I am not writing
I feel like the village idiot
or maybe I am I should
leave all this and make some money
for my family I should divorce
and face my fate and write all day long
I should and I could and I should
and I know it’s my mother behind all this
and all these teachers always saying
I could do better, all my friends
always saying I could do better
that’s my image the man that could do better
but if I could do better or write better
I would have done it,
wouldn’t you, you lazy bastard!
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