Saturday, August 6, 2011

Poetics: Unmasking Reality

Love Song by Giorgio de Chirico

Throw it up against the wall
and see if it sticks, ideas
adhese to bricks, with which

They build cities, then realities
on foundational ideologies;
this is the lens you look through,
to get a clear view of you.

Fate's tongue is passed the gums
and in your throat, will you choke
or embrace the passion with which
she strokes your will, pliable or
hard, her grasp is firm but is it reliable?

SNAP! goes the rubber glove
and does fear begin, you
might see this day again?

Like Bill Murray slowly goes crazy
on Groundhog Day, de'ja' vu meets
vu ja de, will you will you
or will you will her, today's
tomorrow being yesterday?

This Love Song's set to repeat, circular
record skips along the way, yet round the bend
returns a same melody. What once was mything,
found again, a cloud hangs over the city,
metaphysically panhandle-ing the question:

If you could would you relive today?

(Let me pause for effect, so you catch your breath, reflect
and dissect that which they taught you back in church or school,
Mr. T's not the only one that pities the fool.)

As if you had a choice, but
do you trust fate, not to be late
and let her lead the conga line
dance through the strobe lights

Or has she baroque you
enough to step out of the
lime light?

there's No Exit-
stage left.

Today for Poetics at dVerse Poets Pub, Mark Kerstetter brings us some artspiration by Giorgio de Chirico for our poetry prompt. As fascinating as his art is, I also found his back ground and belief system to be of equal intrigue.

88 comments:

anointedruins said...

Fantastic rhyme on the elasticity of time, a romp with the prompt, well done!

David

Claudia said...

goodness..i feel dizzy...love the pace and the "madness" in this...fits the surreal feeling of the painting...great intro - SLAP - and yeah - needed to catch my breath in the middle - love the conga line and the strobe lights..love the message

Claudia said...

and i'm second...woohooo...

Victoria said...

Brian, you've really succeeded in creating a surrealistic haze in this poem. I feel like I'm having a vicarious drug-induced experience.This ias a perfect response to Mark's prompt.

brenda w said...

love it all, Brian...the images and rhythm carry me all the way through. Bill Murray in Groundhog's Day is a favorite. vu ja de....

Mark Kerstetter said...

I was hoping someone would write about this painting, since it's so mysterious and seems to defy explanation. What's very cool is that you used Nietzsche's "eternal recurrence of the same" to do it. De Chirico claimed that Nietzsche was a primary influence on his metaphysical painting. And of course the pop references are all YOU!

You also refer to that final mystery about de Chirico: why did he abandon metaphysical painting? Maybe he took it as far as it could go, asked an ultimate question, and to go on would merely be repetition? I love these questions....

siggiofmaine said...

Enjoyed your take on the prompt.
☮ Siggi in Downeast Maine

li said...

I like the spinning rhythym and the questions; do you trust fate? If you could, would you relive today? Also the reference to Sartre's No Exit, a fave of mine.

Pat Hatt said...

Love the pause for reflect
And all the rhyme I could detect
Great play with the stick to the wall too
I use that saying sometimes on cue
Except more like throw enough crap to the wall and something will stick
But I switch crap with a word some might find ick..lol
This read was such fun
Enjoyed it a ton

zongrik said...

Did Bill Murray really go crazy? I thought he turned into a nice guy. Umm?

It's very snappy. Then the glove went snap...

Beachanny said...

A love song of repetition - this is a departure for you, ideas layer throughout and it mirrors the painting by tonalities, and echoes. Very nuanced and somewhat eerie. Well done as usual, Brian. Thanks,
Gay

hedgewitch said...

have to love it, not least for all the ingenious pure Miller word scrimshawing but also for what it has to say. Esp liked :

"...What once was mything,
found again, a cloud hangs over the city,
metaphysically panhandle-ing the question:

If you could would you relive today?"

how many days would make us answer yes--quite surreal enough for me, and real, too.

annell said...

As so often I find your write amazing. No exit, you say?

Natasha said...

This prompt didn't baroque you! (We're you a fan of KRS1 and BDP?) Your rhythm and rhyme are always so scary spot on, especially when you really start to flow, like you did here. Love how you brought it all in, each and every detail and nuance...nothing was overlooked. Unfortunately, for fear of sounding redundant...You rock. :)

Daniel said...

Hey, just stopping by to see what you are up to. A little beatnik pacing and a message. Thanks.

repressedsoul said...

Ha! HAs she "barogue you", nice, intrepid adventure into the building of something new and the nervous ego awqaiting a backlash or criticism. Clever, Bill murray, groundhog day what a surreal but also brilliant reference to add in there. Rocked it mate.

haikulovesongs said...

i'm dizzy but think i'll go for the ride again. i know i overuse this word with you/your poetry, Brian, but you ARE brilliant and your poems ARE brilliant! the pace, the word-play {that NO one can do like you}, the pop references {again no one else compares} ~ this is one of your best! surreally stunning!

artistsquare said...

I love Giorgio de Chirico. Really nice narration of his work.

Glynn said...

And if t doesn't stick, nail it. Like you did with the painting.

Mary said...

Thought-provoking, Brian. As I read your poem, I did not expect the question: If you could relive today, would you? My honest answer would be no, I would not relive today, but I can think of days in my past that I would like to relive once more.

paul young said...

I get a surreal feelig from this poem. Great poem Brian.

itslovelyannie.com said...

damn (it is the first word that popped in my head) Brian...you have some wicked poetry skills...every time I read a poem I literally stop and breathe...your poetry is killer! I particularly like your rhyme skills in this piece...*stopping to catch my breath this time*
Annie

Louise said...

Wow...I loved your snappy rhythm in this..had to stop at 'catch your breath' lol...also loved that you managed to put the rubber glove in it..I couldn't find a way to do that! haha..I enjoyed the read very much..impressive!

Tom Eliot said...

Mr T and Bill Murray - How do you manage that dude....brilliant.

Mr T and Bill Murray - How did you manage that dude....brilliant.

Woah Ground hog!

As ever brian i feel your sense of fun pummling through the great structure and always intresting word play.
Great relay with subject too.
Regards
Howling mad Murloch :~}

TechnoBabe said...

Every once in awhile I have a day that I would like to have again.

Your post is snappy and swingy and so full of poetic meat.

Daydreamertoo said...

Loved the snap of the rubber glove being stretched and snapping back like elastic.
Full of great imagery :) A great read.

lori said...

How did I know you would pick this one? lol You're never afraid to tackle the tough ones. This made me chuckle with delight, it was so good. You write about art effortlessly. I can see how much it inspires you. I love the pause, too. I keep changing my favorite lines, but I really enjoyed the 3rd stanza, right into the SNAP!

This was fun but certainly not fluffy. A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down,eh? Thank you for another great write :)

David Allen Waters said...

Dude, Im gone a few days and return to find this masterpiece...Bravo ! :)

Jyoti Mishra said...

Loved the rhyme and the hidden meaning inside.
All in all a nice read!!

Heaven said...

great play of words specially these lines:

"will you will you
or will you will her, today's
tomorrow being yesterday?"

depends on which reality we see or think we see...

Who Is Afraid Of Miss Lovett? No, Mrs.Lovett... said...

"Or has she baroque you
enough to step out of the
lime light...?"


Hi! Brian...
Being an artist I'm somewhat familiar with artist Giorgio de Chirico...
...Therefore, your title caught my eye first and foremost.

Brian, your poetic words most definitely, have captured the "surrealism" Of artist Giorgio de Chirico painting too!

Thanks, for sharing the links too!
deedee :-D

chromapoesy.com said...

Fate's tongue is passed the gums
and in your throat, will you choke
or embrace the passion with which
she strokes your will, pliable or
hard, her grasp is firm but is it reliable?

The forming of ideologies reminded me of something Isaiah Berlin said, “The notion that there must exist final objective answers to normative questions, truths that can be demonstrated or directly intuited, that it is in principle possible to discover a harmonious pattern in which all values are reconciled, and that it is towards this unique goal that we must make; that we can uncover some single central principle that shapes this vision, a principle which, once found, will govern our lives – this ancient and almost universal belief, on which so much traditional thought and action and philosophical doctrine rests, seems to me invalid, and at times to have led (and still to lead) to absurdities in theory and barbarous consequences in practice.” – Thought provoking write!

Brian Miller said...

Very good, love. I'm still spinning and figuring this one out. :)

Someone is Special said...

very beautiful rhyme.. Happy Friendship Day Brian..

Someone is Special

kaykuala said...

'If you could would you relive today?' Gosh, Bill Murray the Ghost Busters guy did, deja vu, dejavu. It is just not real! Interesting challenge,this!

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Very effective. I like it.

She Writes said...

Nope. Not gonna live this one again even if I could. What would change if I did? That's too risky :)

Tabor said...

Well, this one did exhaust me! I have to take my breath and then read it again.

Tabor said...

Well, this one did exhaust me! I have to take my breath and then read it again.

Tabor said...

This one has exhausted me! I need to rest and then re-read. Blogger is so tired it is giving me fits with posting.

butterfly2cocoon said...

This is BRILLIANT! It is insightful, playful, and feels like a dance between you and the artist, or - you and the art. You invite us (the readers in) and I could barely keep up.
I love it! I love it! I feel like it should be put to music!
Fantastic!

Lorraine said...

I read. stick my head in my hands. breathe. Wow I think. How can I possibly respond. Oh Iknow: You're a genius

adeeyoyo said...

Lost my first post so here is an abbreviated version:

Stuff of nightmares or of going mad, off my head, round the bend!
I like the humorous touch of Bill Murray (and Mr T)... then back to the nightmare again. I love: '...today's
tomorrow being yesterday? Love your play on words Brian!

Just Be Real said...

Amazing Brian. Blessings.

Brian Miller said...

adee i would agree it would be a nightmare to continually repeat life againand again...thereis a lack of hope there for something more...for better days...

Everyday Goddess said...

i like how you have captured what it sounds like to swirl through ideas.

thoughts roll around each other in a tumult until we decide.

i like what techno said, some days i would live over.

in joy!

Heather said...

trusting fate?...i have to! i agree, this is very surreal...nice job! enjoy your sunday!

Mama Zen said...

Whoa! This is really trippy!

thoughtsofapatcheduptraveler said...

As you unmask reality, life begins. Fabulous poetry. Surreal prompts are difficult but you mastered it. My muse wants to write structured form and that is nearly impossible for surreal prompts. I had to see your offering and am so glad I did. I'm off to join the conga line :)

Fantastic!

5thsister said...

I feel a bit whoozie myself! I imagine being in a coffee house in the 60's with a bit of a bongo cadence and haze from the joint being passed as you recite this in tempo to the beat. I really enjoyed the "feel" of this.

Oh...I decided to try and join this week (please be gentle!)

Neni said...

cool! :)

Fred said...

Great rhyme schemes, especially the internal. Great flow as well. Will have to check the art out, perhaps get some artspiration of my own:)

Cheryl said...

Beautiful piece, Brian. And no, I wouldn't relive any day.

Sheila Moore said...

A most awesome writing on this painting and the metaphysical theory as a whole. I am very intrigued by it as well. It is exciting to see artists of all genres (poets writers, religions,painters) explore their own expression of this topic.

chiccoreal said...

"They build cities, then realities
on foundational ideologies;"

The image of throwing "it" against the wall is evocative and very exacting visual.

We make thought-forms and forms and brought forward from this thoughts. We create reality by thinking it so; the mind being that powerful co-creative universe; linking with the divine. In the poem "Unmasking Reality" Brian Miller takes bold steps to discern the nature of reality as portrayed in the surrealistic painting of Giorgio Di Chirrico. All befitting a philosophy line of making with the mind-churn; words which discern similiar similes yet ever slightly moved 2 steps to the right (or left) of centre; offset.
"she strokes your will, pliable or hard, her grasp is firm but is it reliable" Reliable and Pliable, Hard and Soft; the dichotomy always is brazenly obvious! Love it!

libithina said...

'de'ja' vu meets
vu ja de, will you will you
or will you will her, today's
tomorrow being yesterday?' ~ loved those lines ~ I wrote a response to an image of Chiricos and then whiz on over here to read and that line hits me ~ think you captured this metaphysical musing brought bang up to date conga time excellantly Brian ~ Lib x

Kerry O'Connor said...

A highly intellectual piece of surrealist poetry - the perfect accompaniment to the artwork.

Alice Audrey said...

I think my mind fell into the gutter, because I kept thinking this is kinky. *shakes head sadly at self*

ds said...

What a great spin through life. No Exit--ha! Wonderful allusions, in a voice with no illusions...

Stranger said...

But we do relive it again and again, in memory and in the same behaviors and choices that being us back to the same situations. breaking cycles is part of the cycle, making circles that spiral out or in, depending on the angle of changes we succeed in bringing.
Great poem, sir.

joanny said...

"C'est Magnifique"

I get those feelings it happened-it hasn't happened, just brilliant writing.

joanny

I took a "walk about" -- one of those feelings came over me, will be back soon...

joanny said...

You make me miss poetry & the poetry community,, sigh,,, you will be a tough act to follow after this post,

joanny

Pseudo said...

you just keep getting better...

girlForgetful said...

Loved the rhythym and pace of this, it was breathtaking!

Sue said...

Wow. I feel like I just ran the rapids! And ya know what? It was exhilarating.

=)

Vicki Lane said...

I'm not fond of surrealism in paintings but your words are another matter.

And yesterday's post-- god, what a heartbreaking, more or less impossible job a social worker has!

tracy said...

My goodness, now long does it take you to write one of these masterpieces? Something new every day and not a rotten one in the bunch.

otin said...

Vu ja de reminds me of an old George Carlin routine. I smiled at that.

Fireblossom said...

Snagglepuss! Is that you, buddy?

C Rose said...

Wonderfully inspired write Brian. This fits this image so well which is quite the feat. I believe you captured the sentiment of this movement perfectly! ~ Rose

Margie said...

After reading this, I'm kind of at a loss for words.
All I can say is that you are an amazing writer.
Loved the rhythm to this one!

Margie :)

Hilary said...

"Or has she baroque you" I do love how you play with words.

Pastor Sharon said...

Thanks for the pause to breathe moment. You really captured this piece well, with words.

And the play on words...
"Or has she baroque you enough to step out of the lime light?"

Deep question.

And that there is no exit stage left, the circle of love can be maddening. I wouldn't choose mine any other way.

Manda said...

You words have a way of making us pause to that catch of the breath... talent my friend, you've got it ~ SNAP!

Magpie said...

You've summed it all up so nicely. But I don't want to repeat - I want to move on.

seasideauthor said...

What a brain twister! Then a visual I had to keep going back to read and reread, geez I did not even see the cloud over the city. There's no exit I guess you should have made it a couple pages long. Way deep.

ladyfi said...

Wonderful pace!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Great fun! And serious too. I take my hat off to you!

Just a couple of things: Shouldn't it be 'adhere to bricks' and 'Fate's tongue is past the gums'?

Zeba said...

Mad mad FAST! Love it. Absolutely love it..!

sheila said...

LOVE the first line! And, no... I wouldn't relive today. :) Just because it's now a part of me.

flaubert said...

Brian, I see we both chose the same painting, and remained elemental referring to the objects in the scene. You have captured the painting perfectly. An awesome write.

Pamela

Lolamouse said...

Okay, I've stopped spinning enough to comment! Great rhythm and perfect for the piece! It occurs to me that soon, the idea of a circular record skipping will be lost on generations to come. Weird.

yellowhousecafe said...

Wonderfully clever, as always, Brian. Some fabulous 80s references in this one. The flow is fabulous, rapping around itself. Exit stage left, indeed, this was a Rush ~

Shopgirl said...

This was a wonderful prompt, and your poem, a very original and thought provoking response.

Very powerful mood of this "no exit" kind of love.

Goofball said...

oh that painting reminds me of the Belgian surrealists...this one in particularly of Paul Delvaux.

ed pilolla said...

you have a playful, firm grip of reality here wrapped up in a semi-psychotic package. of course i totally dig it:)

Myrna R. said...

I must have the "honor" of being last to comment. So I guess it's all been said. Just want to say that your mind swirls within a creative storm. And your writing often blows me away.

Syd said...

I'm okay about today. But there are some days that I would like to relive.