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The heart is stubborn and juvenile.

When reason talks, it stays silent.

But out of resistance and defiance.

Surely, it just never listens.



The heart silently murmurs its own certainty as reason brusquely speaks.

The certainty that it beats for you.

Still.

(Goddamit.)

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I have long been a huge fan of medieval art. It was probably through my love of medieval art... which broke many of the "rules" of Western Art from the Renaissance through the late-19th century (with regard to illusionism/realism) that first led me to an appreciation of Modernism. I found that if I could recognize that the "expressive" distortions of a Romanesque sculpted figure or the "flatness" of a medieval Iberian painting or book illumination were not the result ...

The artist, Joseph Cornell, has long been a favorite of poets... His inspirations include the opera, ballet, Mallarme, Poe, fairy-tales, Nerval, Verlaine, Mozart, DeQuincy, Dickenson, etc... He constructed images/objects out of fragments of imagery, texts, and music... creating something magical out of the bric-a-brac of the bibliophile's sanctuary:



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Lovers as Warriors

You must not think I am unromantic
because I refuse to spend my day
writing sad songs about heart break
and flooding rains of tears.

You must not think I am unromantic
because I do not see the reason why
I should throw myself at the feet
as if upon an altar of worship
before another who I know will never
love me back, and that I neglect to
sigh in compassionate understanding
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...Heart of stone...
...stone cold eyes...
...eyes with intent...
...intent to destroy...
...destroy the dreams...
...dreams of a child...
...child who lost...
...lost her innocence...
...innocence gone forever...
...forever baring scars...
...scars that still remind...
...remind her of that night...
...night that haunts...
...hanuts her dreams...
...dreams filled with screaming...
...screaming ...