Brancusi's Golden Bird (Excerpt)
The toy
become the aesthetic archetype
As if
some patient peasant God
had rubbed and rubbed
the Alpha and Omega
of Form
into a lump of metal
[...]
Café du Néant (Excerpt)
Little tapers leaning lighted diagonally
Stuck in coffin tables of the Café du Néant
Leaning to the breath of baited bodies
Like young poplars fringing the Loire
Eyes that are full of love
And eyes that are full of kohl
Projecting light across the fulsome ambiente
Trailing the rest of the animal behind them
Telling of tales without words
And lies of no consequence
One way or another
[...]
Parturition (Excerpt)
I am the centre
Of a circle of pain
Exceeding its boundaries in every direction
The business of the bland sun
Has no affair with me
In my congested cosmos of agony
From which there is no escape
On infinitely prolonged nerve-vibrations
[...]
Lunar Baedeker (Excerpt)
A silver Lucifer
serves
cocaine in cornucopia
To some somnambulists
of adolescent thighs
draped in satirical draperies
Peris in livery
prepare
Lethe
for posthumous parvenues
[...]
- Mina Loy
