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Artwork & Writings of John William Brown
Painter, Poet, Dramatist and Performer


Saturday, 19 November 2016

'Conflating Planes And Stylised Realities No.1' 'unexpection'































unexpection *


time of change impermanence and egress
inward gaze resources new from old

dark recess regression and greater depth
in seeming endless distress unexpection is shown

planes of reality they bend pull and digress
enjoy the daily mundane while breaking its hold

closed systems deny reality’s width and depth
freefall leaves everything open grasps the unknown

i sink and push four ounces of air to the void
i withdraw i turn and sink i return to the sun

i am sunk i push knowing i am knowingly buoyed
no exit return bring it on again bring it on



Drawing: "Conflating Planes & Stylised Realities 2" © john william brown 05-06 November 2016 - Poem: "unexpection" from Part 19 "Knowing Your Place" Italian Journal © john william brown 05-06 November 2016

unexpection  *
My own created word: “unexpection” is correct.  It concerns a state of unexpectedness in this moment.  To me, the words un-expectation and unexpectedness do not suffice in immediacy.  To my mind, “to expect” is immediate, whereas, “expectation” projects into some vague future.  Hence, a state of “unexpection” is of the immediate.  © john william brown 2016.

Sunday, 6 November 2016

'Conflating Planes And Stylised Realities No.1' 'confidence'







































confidence


who was it said “through despair we find salvation”?
a woman i think and a fascist so i was told

true or not so the quote still pushes through
as i salvage a find of self i have never known

a certain confidence a quiet reformation
all i admire in my self both retiring and bold

past heroines heroes brother and mother too
turn in this shadow attached to me yet alone

i stalk a provincial city in autumnal sun
my first tai chi teacher sticks with me in my pace

i sink into his words one evening long gone
“in chinese tai chi ‘confidence’ is knowing-your-place”


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drawing 'Conflating Planes & Stylised Realities No.1'
© john william brown 03-04 November 2016
(Pen & Ink on Fabriano 200g/m2 A4)
poem 'confidence'  © john william brown 03-04 November 2016


Friday, 13 May 2016

I Heard A Father Crying


I Heard A Father Crying


I have not cried or wept in too many years.
And that was for a child in Palestine.
On the radio... I heard a father crying...
Beit Hanoun... “Glass shards... A crib...” His tears...

And in my separate grief I felt his claim.
I listened to his disembodied voice.
I heard a grief that mine could barely frame.
A window on his world broke without choice.

I cannot choose to feel or not to feel.
Ones empathy will rise or it will not.
Without one touch humanity undone.


Damaged by a protective edge of steel,
“Never-Again” should mean none are forgot.
Why only in our pain can we be one?

Poem © john william brown 09 May 2016
Drawing © john william brown 12 May 2016