Poems from skbat
As we drift west 'neath cotton wisps and buttes,
Cerulean and pearly white combine
To mock at spinach-green and call it mute,
And point it...
Leaves, wind, frost, air,
Red, orange, brown, gold;
Frost, air, wind, leaves,
Crsip, crunch, light, cold.
Smoke, gloves, stars, school,...
Rauschenberg in '53
Asked Bill De Kooning, "Please do me
A favor! I must un-create-
Give me a work to commutate!"
Erased De Kooning,...