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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

In Memory of Giorgio de Chirico

Paradoxically, the misogynist aims his Gattling Gun

At those he does not wish to harm

Perhaps some monstrous or idealistic ship can tomorrow

Sail (with him on board ?)

Swiftly over the horizon.

Premonitions grow wantonly without provocation

Uttering blasphemies as they depart

To colonize or exterminate him

The painting had been a painful experience

Like ventriloqism with no voice-box

Like a hungry prophet his husk shook in the wind

Memories, stripped of daffodils

And pointing out into the sea

The isthmus, and Time is not Charity
Sydney 1984 A.H.

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