"Sideways bossanova"

Clever, wonderful, each beat perfect... like a
sound-scrape. Well done!

(...unless on purpose, Bossa nova is the correct spelling of the Black Orpheus Brazilian jazz & samba music; however, The Pixies, an alt-rock band once upon a time... did have an album called "Bossanova" -all one word-. Either way, it works).

becausetherewasNOTHINghereIdecidedtoputsomethinghereNOWthereissomewordsputdownINhere.

this really had nothing to do w/ Floyd or 9/11... 9/11 just sort of happened in the writing & part of the history of the story; as it's around THE date I added the "Never Forget" w/ respect (as well the image link),

but thanks for comment
and it's "Look mummy, there's a small plane up in the sky." but U were close enough. cheers!

What code do I use to post an image...? I've tried the normal HTML code which does not work. Thank you.

http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q209/bakkhus/9_11.jpg

cheers!

Damn, I wish someone else would read this work, leave a comment... I... ah, nevermind, LOL.

"The cracks on the sidewalk were close to cosmic."

This is stunningly fantastic; not just the line I singled out... the entire poem. Your use of words, the sounds, the rhythms... pure narcotic.

"into the spines of streetlights." I wish I wrote that line...
Brilliant!

OK, here it is, heh! Very gorgeous... extraordinarily. Quite cute and almost seductive, and your colours are, as always, brilliant; beautiful... I love the blue of the butterfly as if metamorphed from Emily's liquid blue eyes... and many thanks that you used my poem as an inspiration. I am deeply honoured. Now, where can I purchase my signed copy! I must take a trek out west to Albany... funny, I used to drive west to Albany, New York from Boston, Mass. Anyway, Love your painting...

"Slainte!"

"Origami mannequins"

Such a fantastic little pulse... love it! The way you metamorphed the 'geometries' of these words... the only bit where I hesitate to critique is the final line... as it is, ditch the final line and it would still work - use ellipses... for the necessary echo of "Lady geometry." Gee, I'm a tree! LOL, sorry... I actually would like to see a completely different line added there: something to rhyme w/ "A Geisha emancipated". But this is your poem and just my nonsense opinion (did you know there's an onion in opinion? heh!). There is a sense of surrealism as Blakstar Ryder pointed out, but he did not elaborate; basically just said "strange". Why is it strange...? Let's speculate, well, the geometry of the 3-n-1 twisting concubine "Origami mannequins", the thinly underfed oriental whore "running free"... just something that Happened, happens? Is happening (which I suppose is redundant to happens, heh!). What is she running from, why is she... I think a little more physiognomy is needed; it's a pulse of almost brilliance... your words are lovely, but there is something missing; possibly just one element, the particle spark. I think we as readers need to know more about "Lady Geometry"... I love the idea of who she could be, or is... is she all three of the characters: the concubine, the mannequin, the Geisha? I like that idea... is she running from a Whore Factory towards her "freedom"? I agree w/ Blacktar in that this prose/poem needs more... I do like Poetic Pulses, as I like to call them, but this one begs for more... it needs more pulses... there is a poetical story in here; please, more Geometry. Or just tell me to wag off, heh! I do like the pulse, but I would not repeat the final line. Cheers!