I wish that I could be the journey's end .........But you are only passing through, yeah......It's not for me to try to stand in your way,
domingo, 19 de enero de 2014
miércoles, 15 de enero de 2014
COLDPLAY SPARKS
do not know you but I know that like me are looking for me....just wait me please hasta que pueda encontrarte
Coca kola con vos
BEBIENDO COCA CONTIGO, ME DIVIERTO MAS QUE HIENDO HACIA SAN SEBASTIAN , IRUN, HENDAYA, BIARRITZ, BAYONA, O ENFERMARME DEL ESTOMAGO EN LA TRAVESERA DE GRACIA EN BARCELONA.
EN PARTE POR QUE CON TU BLUSA NARANJA PARECES UN SAN SEBASTIAN MEJOR Y MAS FELIZ,
EN PARTE POR MI AMOR POR TI, Y DEBIDO A TU AMOR POR EL YOGURT
EN PARTE DEBIDO A LOS TULIPANES DE COLOR NARANJA FLORECIENDO ALREDEDOR DE LOS ABEDULES
EN PARTE DEBIDO AL MISTERIO QUE NUESTRAS SONRISAS ASUMEN ANTE LA GENTE Y LAS ESTATUAS
ES DIFÍCIL DE CREER QUE CUANDO ESTOY CONTIGO, NO EXISTE MAS NADA
EN LA CÁLIDA LUZ DE LAS CUATRO A NUEVA YORK NOTAMOS HACIA DELANTE Y ATRÁS ENTRE NOSOTROS COMO UN ÁRBOL RESPIRANDO POR SUS RAMAS EN UN ESPECTACULAR PORTA RETRATOS
Y EL PORTA RETRATO PARECE NO TENER ROSTROS EN ABSOLUTO SOLO PINTURA Y DE PRONTO TE PREGUNTAS POR QUE EN EL MUNDO ALGUIEN ARIA ESO, TE MIRO A TI Y PREFIERO VERTE A TI QUE A TODOS LOS PORTA RETRATOS EN EL MUNDO
EXCEPTO TAL VEZ POR EL JINETE POLACO QUIEN VEO DE VEZ EN CUANDO, QUIEN DE TODOS MODOS ESTA EN LA FRICK, LUGAR QUE GRACIAS A DIOS A UN NO CONOCES, ASÍ PODEMOS IR JUNTOS POR PRIMERA VEZ.
Y EL ECHO DE QUE SABES MOVERTE, MAS O MENOS SE HACE CARGO DEL FUTURISMO, AL IGUAL QUE EN CASA DONDE NUNCA PIENSO EN EL DESNUDO BAJANDO LAS ESCALERAS O EN ALGÚN ENSAYO DE UN SOLO DIBUJO DE LEONARDO O MIGUEL ANGEL QUE UTILIZO PARA IMPRESIONARME
Y ¿DE QUE SIRVE TODA LA INVESTIGACIÓN DE LOS IMPRESIONISTAS? SI NO TIENES A LA PERSONA ADECUADA PARA ESTAR CERCA DE LOS ARBOLES EN LA PUESTA DEL SOL, O EN EL CASO DE MARINO MARINI QUIEN NO SE RECUPERO DESPUÉS DE DIRIGIR CON CUIDADO SU CABALLO.
PARECE QUE TODOS FUERON ENGAÑADOS POR ALGÚN ECHO MARAVILLOSO, QUE NO SE VA A PERDER EN MI, PUES POR ESO TE ESTOY CONTANDO DE EL.
domingo, 12 de enero de 2014
HAVING A COKE WITH YOU ;)
HAVING A COKE WITH YOU
is even more fun than going to San
Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about itFRANK O’HARA (1965)
is even more fun than going to San
Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about itFRANK O’HARA (1965)
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