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...and they lived happily ever after. Smith & Lady: poets, artists, photographers & adventurers.
Our relationship was forged to the soundtrack of Yoko Ono's magic,
frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )
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Archive for March, 2011
Tuesday, March 22nd, 2011
inner you – foto by Smith
A Bridge Not Far
The skeleton –
a bridge which carries flesh
from birth to death
– Smith, 2010
inner me – foto by Smith
Posted in Philosophy, Photography, Poetry | 1 Comment »
Monday, March 21st, 2011
wrapped too tight – foto by Smith
Dung or Diamond
On my lack of fame and fortune
I keep baiting the stream
But nobody bites
As for peace and understanding
I chase the spirit
I follow the sprite
— Smith, 1990
sprite – foto by Smith
Posted in Photography, Poetry | 2 Comments »
Sunday, March 20th, 2011
thoughtburst – foto by Smith
Fallen sparrow tracks
In the snow lead to nowhere
Follow anyway
— Smith, 3-20-2011
stepping stones – foto by Smith
Posted in Photography, Poetry | 1 Comment »
Saturday, March 19th, 2011
animal bone – foto by Smith
Down To Animal Bone
Me big
Me want
Me take
Me smart too
Probably get away with it
— Smith, 2005
s not a wa – foto by Smith
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Friday, March 18th, 2011
Gnosis – foto by Smith
Diogenes
Buried beneath
Your borrowed beliefs
A moon toad
Asleep on the river
No beginning
No end
No place to be
Or have been
— Smith, 2004
tree of knowledge – foto by Smith
Posted in Philosophy, Photography | No Comments »
Thursday, March 17th, 2011
suits – foto by Smith at Vintage Deering W 14 St, Tremont
Original Cinema
Small signs of logic pool to larger sockets,
Sprocket rules of flow
Autumn snap cracks cross
Yes no boundary, now then grime
And the even Steven myth
Add in :
Coffee rotation
Bee pollen white crystal
Hotel Babylon
One million years TV
Suburban life halfsounds
Fungus eyes
Hot dogs with blood and pus
Artists of perpetual perception
Fat bottom womyn in glass bottom boats
Nature and man gone wrong
And this war of little mist
And reefer sticks
Stones
The two soul sham
Of wham bam action ma’am
(long way virgin slim to glass ceiling fan)
This bad boy business
Nuzzles nose near own navel lint
Bug belly blood in amber
Waves of shame
Dinosaur dregs dynamo hum
Blood rough ready rumble
Reflecting clone,
Trade in tiny tins
Liberty’s filthy whore Profit
Loss enough for now
– Smith, 1994
closed – foto by Smith at Chiplis Studio
Posted in Photography, Poetry | 1 Comment »
Wednesday, March 16th, 2011
blue moon – foto by Smith taken at Chiplis Studio
Love, Lust & Atlantis
Big cups of American coffee cheat rent
White bread rat dead
She and he honkeys
Random willed sex smiles
Eco eat spun doc wet work
Paid by skin inch
Collective shoals hustle bush
Shapes shadow symbol
Vargas vaginas piss shit shower shave
Customized codes of conduct
Sheep indivisible suckle our young
On the teats of the old
Dewey without decimal
Rather India-inked Indians
Than dead baby truth
Missed and Mr. P.R. Clone
Dildo ditto dodo
Mime mind
Sheep asleep
Next dead guy to cum along
Arguments amongst the monks
Broken soul mesa, America
No desire
No fire
No fur
– Smith, 1994
she sells sea shells – foto by Smith taken at Deering Vintage
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Tuesday, March 15th, 2011
detail of Vampire Love by Mother Dwarf – foto by Smith
Myth Amerika
O Red White and Blue-eyed Lady, I am
but a fey ray in the King Kong of your
clutch, a dank doodle dandy, Jekyll haired
Hyde. For to spite your apple laid Annies,
your tacky plastic seams of care slighted
bellies begetting sewer, catfish cauls,
you fed my me my folly, bled my need
of calling,
Beshat, of fox on Farley.
– Smith, 1972
chaos – foto by Smith
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Monday, March 14th, 2011
3rd Eye – foto by Smith
Doing Time
A leaf alive
Another life
A lie let lie too long . . .
Moon meat and Moses
Sucker song along
New lie highway
Old road alone
Need new lies
Old lie don’t do
New supposes
For falling through
New excuses
And pretty parts
To hide abusive
Hollow hearts
Toys for boys
Swirls for girls
Swine to enjoy
Those hurled pearls
For Babylon baby
Ain’t another time
There ain’t no maybe
It’s this life’s the crime
And I’m doing time
— Smith, 2004
swine to enjoy – foto by Smith
* both fotos taken at Deering Vintage on W 14 St, Tremont
Posted in Photography, Poetry | 1 Comment »
Sunday, March 13th, 2011
minor monster – foto by Smith
These amblings of an
Alliteration addict
Ain’t always an act
tatter tot – foto by Smith
Posted in Photography, Poetry | No Comments »
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