Sunday, January 31, 2010

Friday, January 29, 2010

Catherine Wheel

Doña Catalina
had a single gold hair
among her shadowy
tresses.

(For whom am I waiting,
dear God,
for whom am I waiting?)

Doña Catalina
walks slowly
scattering little green stars
in the night.

(Not here
& not there
but here.)

Doña Catalina:
a grenade of light
dies & is born
on her forehead.

Chsssssssssssss!

Federico García Lorca

Wednesday, January 27, 2010


Vase on Window Ledge, n.d.
Anton Bruehl

Monday, January 25, 2010


Vegetable Dinner, 1927
Peter Blume

Friday, January 15, 2010


Le Malcontent, 1930
François Barraud

Thursday, January 14, 2010


Pub in Soho, London, 1955
Willy Ronis