I paint my words
Just as I write my paintings
The colours of words are as important as the vocabulary of a brushstroke...
Poetry shows out what is behind words
Just like a flower shows out the harmony of the world
Just by moving in the summer wind..
Poetry reveals what is universal in everyone's destiny But remains asleep in everyone's soul :
We need the poet's words to wake up...
I need the words of Rimbaud, Baudelaire and Michaux to look up to the manWho is behind my mirror..
I need the words of Essenin, Akhmadoulina and Brodsky to find out thatthe language of poetry is the same even behind foreign words..
.Su Tung, a Chinese writer from the 8th century, wrote about one of his friendscalled Wang Wei : "when I read one of Wang Wei's poems, I find a painting in his poem when I look at one of Wang Wei's paintings, I find a poem in his painting"
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I WANT MY LIFE TO BE MY CANVAS I am being born in a place where colors and forms hands and tools individual existence and the world meet each other simple as a breath complicated as a breathing one no more understandable than a drawing on a cave wall my only secret is the secret of being my name is painting
2 comments:
wOw! it's more addicted than speed.
Master peice!
You're good at word selection, I see. Still you need some inspiration, and will always find me there to help.
Chao!
With Love.
The Observer.
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