Thursday, November 10, 2005

From the C.V. – for Alex Gildzen


In
the late
1950s & early

‘60s
he would
buy up redundant

iron
lungs, decorate
them, initially with

art
nouveau designs,
later with psychedelia,

&
sell them
as orgone boxes.

5 comments:

harry k stammer said...

Mark, then, ...

it's
the tube
in to out

out
to in
how it sucks

i
haven't a
reason to remember

push
pull pump it
up and give

three
wheel'd vision
rolled and stopped

iron
less pusher
folding under you

...
hks

harry k stammer said...

place
the (it)
anywhere you see



strummstrummstrummstrumm

harry

AlexG said...

that photo produces shivers. I think back a half century & remember nitemares in which I'm trappd in one of those.

Okir said...

It does look scary. When I was a child, my allergist conducted his practice from his iron lung, in which he seemed more or less to live. He was what you might call curmudgeonly," although not unkind. I was a bit intimidated, but thought it was neat how the mirrors on the contraption worked. Nevertheless, he managed to father a brood of 4 or 5 children, all of whom ended up being doctors.

harry k stammer said...

jean and alex: your poems are incredible....

Mark you've facilitated something, here, here, here.


strum, strum, strum, strum

is drawing crazy patterns on your...

harry