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Heart-worn highways

 

Charles Bukowski probably said (or wrote)
That we are here to laugh at the odds.
I’d say it all depends. Listening to a rich
New Englander (Martha’s Vineyard)
Pontificate upon the miniaturist artists
Of the Renaissance in the ever-so well
Known salons of Venice or Florence
(Such pale shadows of the British Imperialist
Tomb raiders of the nineteenth century).
These daughters of these rich families
Make a statement on the labour of artists.
The Situationist would say this: the greatest
Work of art is the secured tenancy. The second
Is the factory. Regular money that set us free.To disagree. 

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John Marks

Tue 18th Jul 2023 23:08

Thank you Keith. "The first rule is to keep an untroubled spirit. The second is to look things in the face and know them for what they are."

Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

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keith jeffries

Sat 15th Jul 2023 12:32

John,
Blunt with no frills. This poem meets with my fullest approval. Succinct, raw, to the point and takes a great swipe at the privileged who think they are some superior form of art critic yet would not know the difference between a frieze and a portrait, oil or water colour. They can stick their art up their frescoes.
Thank you indeed for this,
Keith

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