Rob Ayling writes:
"Thom the World poet, is an old mate of mine from way back in my history. Even pre-dating Voiceprint, when I was running "Otter Songs" and Tom's poetry tapes and guest appearences with Daevid Allen, Gilli Smyth, Mother Gong are well known and highly regarded. It just felt right to include a daily poem from Thom on our Gonzo blog and when I approached him to do so, he replied with in seconds!!! Thom is a great talent and just wants to spread poetry, light and positive energy across the globe. If we at Gonzo can help him do that - why not? why not indeed!!" (The wondrous poetpic is by Jack McCabe, who I hope forgives me for scribbling all over it with Photoshop)
IN ONE LIFE
you were a horsehair collected for a brush
used
by a forgotten painter whose best work is dust
in
another,you were the wood of a tree cut down
for
a gilded frame to measure and define
the
best work of an artist long gone from us
third
life was the studio floor-again Once Forests-now wood
you
stood upon to hold a painter higher than death or gravity
fourth
life =Art itself-given freely ,valued as gift alone,gilt
edged,framed
laid
on a forest floor to merge ,morph,mulch to show (like Christo-
wrapping
a corpse makes for preservation (shrouds are art forms too!
Warhol's
industrial repetitions try to exclude all humans
but
he was shot because he ignored such domestic complexities
You
are not Christo,nor Warhol,nor floor,nor frame,nor horsehair
you
defy analogy,art,motion pictures,photographs
Like
this earth-you are moving,mobile,in orbit around warmth
That
is art enough/life,breath(gifts)-all interconnectedness...
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