Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994
December 18, 2018 § Leave a comment
soft sun
drops a
trail of eyes
(lightning twist)
Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994
December 17, 2018 § Leave a comment
sway
the burned
mermaid
(circle of tombs)
Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994
December 16, 2018 § Leave a comment
puzzle
of the suicide
sanctum
(nest of stones)
Thomas Wiloch Haiku 1994
December 14, 2018 § Leave a comment
glass bird
tips
the finger path
(imaginary predator)
Marlene Mountain Haiku 1994
December 9, 2018 § Leave a comment
well there goes the year of the woman whatever that meant
are you or have you ever been
money belt but heck no money and too much waist
neglected the birds neglected
the haiku spirit snarls through his narrow-minded lips
his dead-beat dad now dead
none of the horses in the western poops
spring’s cum
are you who you eat
it didn’t mean anything he says about the other woman
can’t we all just get along can’t we all just write our own
she speaks of her pain all of the windows up
Anthony J. Pupello on Marlene Mountain
September 18, 2018 § Leave a comment
I had the opportunity to meet Marlene Mountain at a group show she was participating in at New York University. She was really something special. At first, I think I puzzled her. But when she recognized my name, it was as though we were old friends. Her pieces were something else as well. What was astounding was that Grey Art Gallery is so staid and Marlene and her work are certainly not. I was sort of surprised she showed there – but very happy as it gave me a chance to meet her. When I asked if she would be speaking the next day, she said “they wouldn’t let me speak – they’d tie me up!”
June 2, 1995
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