July 18, 1992
(I was 47)
Real
Work
I am trying to formulate a
metaphor
(when it probably
should be discovered)
a metaphor of small rooms
and solitary occupations
(not a metaphor of
cells and incarcerations –nothing penal)
a metaphor of security and
containment –doctrinaire
a clandestine smoky
environment absolutely exclusive
There is pursuit involved
that might be obsessive
(if it were not
pursuit of disinterest)
a pursuit too casual to be
academic
too peripheral to be
intellectual
(yet time consuming
nevertheless)
a pastime more of
impression than expression
It is the lazy animal
consciousness
of a mammal with a roof
over its head.
No comments:
Post a Comment