Wednesday 16 March 2011

~ Having A Coke With You

HAVING A COKE WITH YOU

is even more fun than going top San Sebastain, Irun, 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 fluoresent 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 unpleasently 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 Michaelangleo
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'm
telling you about it.



 P/s: Beastly the movie, a modern twist of the old classic Beauty and the Beast, set out a very hopeless devotedly romantic story, a fantasy one, a fairytale that will blow away every girl's dream. This poem was featured in the movie and it gave me butterflies in my stomach. 


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