Many, many of my paintings have come from the first chapter of Moby Dick.

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Confidence is going after Moby Dick in a rowboat, and taking the tarter sauce with you. A Bullfighter who goes in the ring with mustard on his sword.

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Most action is based on redemption and revenge, and that's a formula. Moby Dick was formula. It's how you get to the conclusion that makes it interesting.

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Besides all those whaling details, Moby Dick is about someone who's looking for something so huge, something they've wanted all their life, yet they know when they find it, it will kill them.

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There's the typical books, Moby Dick and, I guess in my adult life I began to read biographies more than fiction. I started to want to relate to other people's lives, things that had really happened.

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Moby Dick - that book is so amazing. I just realized that it starts with two characters meeting in bed; that's how my book begins, too, but I hadn't noticed the parallel before, two characters forced to share a bed, reluctantly.

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The book

Straight lines rest, held by cover's
imaginations of flavors and desires.
Of faces which you not na'er see,
places where you have not na'er been
spells of ink, wrote by the eyes.

Your body bound,
to an adventure,
or a romance for the day,
To be a hero once again

Pages floating between the fingers
like waves in a gentle sea
as Capitan Nemo exploring the deep seas,
as Capitan Achab hunting Moby dick

The room escapes at the blind light
the hallows eyes confuses the sight
trapped like don Quixote's fighting with his mills
freighting by Dr Frankenstein dreams.

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poem by Luca Menin
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Vellum

I write my name down on paper
paper that has a unrealistic desire
to be vellum

I read what I have written
for a sense of authenticity
more authentic than my image
reflected in a mirror stained with mildew
and toothpaste

The words on this paper
anyone can read
bums, whores, addicts,
homosexuals
intellectuals
and the broken old men
whose hope died
in the past

I write

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poem by Justin Tallman Gonzalez
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What A Bringdown

Dainties in a jam-jar, parsons colour in the sky.
Water in a fountain doesnt get me very high.
Moby dick and albert making out with captain bligh.
So you know what you know in your head.
Will you, wont you, do you, dont you know when a heads dead?
What a bringdown!
Winter leader lou is grownin ampsteads in the north.
Betty bs been wearin daisies since the twenty-fourth.
Wears a gunner when theres one more coming forth.
And you know what you know in your head.
Will you, wont you, do you, dont you wanna go to bed?
What a bringdown!
Theres a tea-leaf about in the family,
Full of nothin their fairy tale.
Theres a tea-leaf a-floatin now for rosalie,
Theyll believe in ding-dong bell.
Take a butchers at the dodginesses of old bill.
Aristotles orchestra are living on the pill.
One of them gets very very prickly when hes ill.
And you know what you know in your head.

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song performed by Eric Clapton, music by Ginger Baker
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Call Me Ismael-Won't You?

Michael-he goes by many names--
He hovers undercover-'round--
Univited and a bit excited sometimes...
He's like a Steve Winwood song;

Call me Ismael won't you?
I'll deliver your truth to the 'Man'
Law Enforcement knows of you...
Been aware since hearing of your band;

So ya think that you can keep on deliverin'?
Passing your poison vapor 'round?
You are only fooling yourself ya know...Moby Dick
Tip-toeing trying not to make a single sound;

But you've been heard oh attic dweller...
And its not all greek you see...
Exposed from your head to your toes...
And soon under arrest for illegal entry;

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poem by Theodora Onken
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Faust In Old Age

"Poet and veteran of childhood, look!
See in me the obscene, for you have love,

For you have hatred, you, you must be judge,
Deliver judgement, Delmore Schwartz.

Well-known wishes have been to war,
The vicious mouth has chewed the vine.

The patient crab beneath the shirt
Has charmed such interests as Indies meant.

For I have walked within and seen each sea,
The fish that flies, the broken burning bird,

Born again, beginning again, my breast!
Purple with persons like a tragic play.

For I have flown the cloud and fallen down,
Plucked Venus, sneering at her moan.

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Lo And Behold

I pulled out for San Anton',
I never felt so good.
My woman said she'd meet me there
And of course, I knew she would.
The coachman, he hit me for my hook
And he asked me my name.
I give it to him right away,
Then I hung my head in shame.
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!
Lookin' for my lo and behold,
Get me outa here, my dear man!
I come into Pittsburgh
At six-thirty flat.
I found myself a vacant seat
An' I put down my hat.
"What's the matter, Molly, dear,
What's the matter with your mound?"
"What's it to ya, Moby Dick?
This is chicken town!"
Lo and behold! Lo and behold!

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song performed by Bob Dylan, music by Bob Dylan
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I Wake Up Late Again.3 PM

I wake up late again.3 pm. More afraid
of what the world can do to me in the light
than in the dark of the night. Depressing grey
of the clouds smeared on the windows
like the salt and dirt of last winter
still clinging to my third eye where the rain
can't reach to wash it off. Why is dread
always the alloy of the pain I feel
as soon as I open my eyes to the devastation
I have made of my life, to write something real
in fire and roses and ashes and blood, to pursue
an earthly excellence from world to world
well beyond the bounds of an ugly life
out of the suicidal folly of staying true to an art
that's keel-hauling me like the moon
over the hull of my own heart encrusted
by the corals and worms of my worries and griefs,
the gnawing anxieties knotting nooses
in the frayed shoelace of my spinal cord?

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poem by Patrick White
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Life's A Genius

Life's a genius.
Not a mediocrity
looking for reasons to live in the morning.
Life's not a plan.
It's a spirit that doesn't need one
whether things go right or wrong.
Life is light and water.
It delights in going everywhere at once.
Mediocrities have genius
but they don't know how
to play with it like a child.
Their eyes peek
through knotholes in the fence
but they sacrifice their longing
on the conventional altars of common-sense
and never throw the ball back over the hills
like the moon coming up
or the sun going down
without worrying about
breaking the neighbours'windows.

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poem by Patrick White
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