Canticle I (dedicated to Mr. Saddi Khali Photos)

**Another gentleman I had the priviledge of connecting with via Facebook...He, just like Mr. Shaun Arts have stirred up within me a desire to get and utilize a camera and begin marrying photography to my poetics. Ladies and Gentleman I present to you Mr. Saddi Khali Photos

Prologue

what lay behind eyes the color of burmese tigers in relaxation? the sense that
creativity hummed and drummed...the provocative upswing of a charlie parker
trumpet droning across the stretch of a tunesian landscape...the sound of feet running
against naked earth--nighttime vibes and restful sighs...what lay behind eyes the color
of burmese tigers in relaxation?

                                                -Poet

Cantlicle I

a
single
focus...
attitude...
subtle cynicism and
an effected
weary sophistication...
underneath,
very much THAT dude, that
kat...homespun swagga or so
they call it;
still flowing beneath...
what lies beneath?
creativity
at its most provocative...
the delicate
forcing of a generations eyes
to behold reality...
not the farce-like, escapists' fantasy reality
but real reality...organic
identity...plain, in-yo-face existence...all
captured photographically
or
verbalistically...
don't matter...
its
what he
does.
pick up your
equipment...
your camera,
the extension
of the world's eyes. imprison
the real images
this world
is hungry for...we've grown tired...
so very tired of the
visual, the media-branded junk-food
we've been
ingesting...now
we need
the meat-n-'tatos of life...the things that matter...
the things, them REAL things...that
matter...that sober
our thinking...
that makes us confront the
real and deal...
deal with those devils
that just wont
be painted
over...
...so, grab yo equipment,
yo one eye'd creature...
capture...
imprison...
steal still happenings of our NOW and
lead us to freedom....the
kind devoid of
empty, vanities....just
the real...
the organic...
the authentic...

life...

thank you.

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