Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts

Sunday, May 26, 2019

Untitled, October 2018 (Haibun Grid Poem by Clara B. Jones)

Untitled, October 2018

for Harold Cohen (1928-2016)

1.
Deployment of bots is always a safe bet if deer season is longer than usual.AARON is a new race without a verified taxonomy.Every artist has his favorite platform as long as machines remain in power.
B2N5 draws maps for anyone holding a passport from Chad.I was followed by a robocam from work to the gym, but Hiromi said I shouldn't be concerned.Networks are ubiquitous, though they are not self-correcting.
Basquiat was a genius who always flew coach.MI ENTITY ES TU ENTITY.B2N5 has better credit than Evo Morales.
Hoverboards are more important than sensors but of less concern than Bauhaus.Materialism makes existence palatable though MMT is certain to fail.AARON gives comfort to seniors, and old people pay them well.
My synth is more friendly than my cat since my cat is in constant pain.Graphs describe Art like trees describe birds' nests.All machines are made to serve the interests of hedge funds.

2. 
Is a tragic hero's character flawed, or did he simply make a mistake? You never cared about theory though AARON links Nihilism to Dada and to the period before the war when Stein was the patron of Paris, convincing Pablo to paint her body slouched in a chair [royal-style] before the Cubist gave her another face. You bought Gombrich's classic to impress your friends though your robot doesn't imitate life since escaping ideas of the real brings you pleasure, and performance is the only Truth.

3.
Mi entity is tu entity. You understood that, didn't you when Hiromi asked you to join her in Newport where B2N5 was holding court for one week, singing the praises of Warhol? I was too tired to go. Michelle had jumped from Throgs Neck the week before, and Jerry called me about his episode though I wasn't inclined to help since I have my own problems. But, things are getting better. You understand me, don't you? Why should I feel guilty? Friends are so demanding and never tell you the whole story. I just wanted to sleep. Joining B2N5's set was not on my list of things to do that week, and you do nothing but complain about your job. You need an analyst, but Jerry will have his hands full for awhile.

4.
B2N5's art
Defamiliarizes
Humans and cyborgs.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Psychopathology Sonnet (by Clara B. Jones)

Psychopathology Sonnet

for Judy Blume

1. I was confined for three years after he left.
2. I am mentally ill and allergic to cheese.
3a. My diagnosis is grim, but your marriage is strong.
3b. I left Munich with men who wanted a tryst.
3c. Self-actualization is my goal though I don't have a job.
4. The economy lost 8% this month, but traders are bullish.
5. Dick committed Betsy for life when she started to rebel.
6. The more choices I have the sicker I am.
7. Hitler admired Kandinsky's art but labeled it grotesque.
8. I woke from my coma after three days of treatment.
9. I am homeless now but plan to take an online course.
10. I was diagnosed bi-polar, but my son calls me schizoid.
11. Before Freud fled Vienna, he said Hitler would save him.
12. I wanted to falsify it, but Science is not my strength.

13a. I traded a bottle of Pinot Noir for a bag of chips.
13b. Replicants govern Brooktondale.
14. Anxiety is contagious but curable.


Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Paris (1985) (Poem by Clara B. Jones)

Paris (1985)

"My greatest regret in life is that I was not born someone else." Woody Allen

Oksana Boyko's cost analysis showed AI
is efficient since growth depends on
psychic shifts (and global stability) though
a wave of terrorism has raised alarm. Inflation
is part of the game, but progress can't
be made with martial zeal alone. The
web of proxy power depends on fembots,
and you are determined to expose 
false claims, but there is a chance of system
failure and loss of ice on Earth. You know
there is no free lunch, and French corporations
reap rewards of Europe's markets while Barbara
makes boredom sculptures and text art displayed
in Sean's gallery ruling symbolically and
materially, showing you that fear controls both the
marginalized and elite. You have always been
drawn to men who are sensible and fearless,
using their frontal lobes to negotiate deals, so
you know that morality is an overlay
preventing exposure to the toxic effects of dendrobatids.