Showing posts with label Mina Loy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mina Loy. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2011

William Faulkner And Mina Loy's Love Child!

If William Faulkner And Mina Loy gave birth to a poem what would it be like? Do you think it would be poetic or poetically dysfunctional?



















We believe it would be both as both poets were very eclectic in nature and bithed amazing poetry by themselves.

Here's what we think their love child would be read like: Here's two poems interwined by two amazing poets with two differient styles.

Get your read on with "Sappics And Gertrude Stein"; now known as "Sappics of Gertrude Stein."

So it is: sleep comes not on my eyelids.
Nor in my eyes, with shaken hair and white
Aloof pale hands, and lips and breasts of iron,
So she beholds me.

*Curie
of the laboratory
of vocabulary
she crushed
the tonnage
of consciousness
congealed to phrases
to extract
a radium of the word*


And yet though sleep comes not to me, there comes
A vision from the full smooth brow of sleep,
The white Aphrodite moving unbounded
   By her own hair.

*Curie
of the laboratory
of vocabulary
she crushed
the tonnage
of consciousness
congealed to phrases
to extract
a radium of the word*


In the purple beaks of the doves that draw her,
Beaks straight without desire, necks bent backward
Toward Lesbos and the flying feet of Loves
   Weeping behind her.

*Curie
of the laboratory
of vocabulary
she crushed
the tonnage
of consciousness
congealed to phrases
to extract
a radium of the word*

She looks not back, she looks not back to where
The nine crowned muses about Apollo
Stand like nine Corinthian columns singing
   In clear evening.

*Curie
of the laboratory
of vocabulary
she crushed
the tonnage
of consciousness
congealed to phrases
to extract
a radium of the word*


She sees not the Lesbians kissing mouth
To mouth across lute strings, drunken with singing,
Nor the white feet of the Oceanides
   Shining and unsandalled.

*Curie
of the laboratory
of vocabulary
she crushed
the tonnage
of consciousness
congealed to phrases
to extract
a radium of the word*

Before her go cryings and lamentations
Of barren women, a thunder of wings,
While ghosts of outcast Lethean women, lamenting,
   Stiffen the twilight.

*Curie
of the laboratory
of vocabulary
she crushed
the tonnage
of consciousness
congealed to phrases
to extract
a radium of the word*





  











xoxo$^$
Literary Barbie

Sunday, June 12, 2011

SOME OF WHAT WE'RE INTO!

My team and I love to read! 

Our list of faves extends from here to China.  What we love to read is a variety of books by many different authors.

One of our classic faves is by author/poet "Mina Loy."  She wrote a book of poetry titled "Lunar Baedeker." It's and awesome read! Highly recommended.

We love our classics as well as some of today's hottest writers, like; "Relentless Aaron-which he writes in the street lit grenre; "Jodi Picoult" and of course the diva her self "Daniell Steel" as well as many others.


*As a "Literary Barbie" aka "Literary Diva of Blogtalk Radio; you have to be diverse in your literature. Being well read on numerous diverse books by different authors goes along way. Never forget that!*














 

xoxo$^$
Literary Barbie