Mallarme Says...

Mallarme Says...

‘To conjure up the negated object with allusive indirect words
Which constantly efface themselves in a complimentary silence
Comes close to the act of creation..’

And I say Bollocks ....to that !

Mallarme says...Mallarme says...
Why should I listen to Mallarme and his sheet of steel cut words
They are a fool’s pretensions
Why speak in riddled tongues , forked tongue
Fake tongue ?
I see no point to it.
Why should I not DESCRIBE if that is what I wish to do
Is it a sin..and who decides these things..?
Why should I listen to what anybody says ?

What I should do is tell my story my way..
And be done...these men who always lay down laws
Should be ignored..they do it all the time !

A story teller full of words will use words as she pleases
The words I chose aren’t silent words ..not hidden words
But words that tell of other quarters of the world
Of what I’ve seen and feel
I don’t look thru my naval.

Steel and glass. That new age bronze.
Industrial material as art..I have no need of that !

Mallarme speaks of swans in frozen lakes
I speak of woman rising from the mire
The misty mire where tall dark strangers are
And She of long ago , remembers it is She
Magnificent but without hope
That can break free.

Kristine Byrne. 15th June 2013