A  poem to sculptor and poet Jimmie Durham



To Durham

Imbuing your oeuvre,

the libidinal economy

salvages the ephemeral,

preconcious desire

as superimposition hypotheses.

Invested imagination,

Searching for the savage mind

allows devotion to the practice,

With no fear.

The object, a planet of perdition,


and opaque resistance.

Internal, partial,

mythical, mute.

Alien objects

of solemn wonder.

I’m attracted to the unusual,

Through art transcend

the limits of our microcosm.

A different, liberated place.

One with no answers,

of analogical interaction,

an articulation of visual discourse.

Images that reveal the ego

begin to circulate

Illuminating extravagant,


To Durham,

A telescope of ideas.

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