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March 03, 2005
brane pan
Here is a poem I wrote about chickens and knitting. Ahem..
Chickens don't knit
but if they could,
they'd find 2 sticks of sturdy wood,
then settle down
inside the barn
with some multicolored yarn.
They'd cast on stitches
1,2,3
to knit a cozy for their tea.
It goes on from there but I don't want to spoil it for later! Trust me, the dramatic conclusion is worth waiting for. When the new issue of Duchamp! on paper comes out
it will be included in its fully-illustrated splendor!
Marcel and I are thinking Spring for this one. The new issue will also feature an Egghead's musings, in verse form, on the Nature of the Soul, also, hopefully, fully illustrated. Edifying!
Of course what with all these grandiose plans one should expect to see the issue sometime in late 2008, but who knows. The pencils have been flying lately, and all manner of pictures have been rattling my brane pan as they haven't for some time.
More later I promise.
I'm a bad bad blogger. Bad.
Posted by at March 3, 2005 05:06 PM
Comments
You're a good, good blogger. It's :52 in Leuven, Belgium and I am supposed to be reading medieval philosophy...instead I'm looking for the end of your chicken poem.
SJ
Posted by: Sharon Joyce at October 16, 2005 05:53 PM