A BOOK ABOUT DEATH : ARTISTS CONTRIBUTE 500 POST CARDS EACH TO CREATE AN UNBOUND BOOK ABOUT DEATH. EXHIBITION AT THE EMILY HARVEY FOUNDATION GALLERY IN NEW YORK CITY. OPENING: THURSDAY 10 SEPTEMBER 2009. EXHIBITION: 10 - 22 SEPTEMBER 2009. TUES - SAT 1 PM - 7PM.
I’d like to write a book about death. In any case the sun is shining, which is
handy. If there were a place to start, it might be here. So late last night: a skunk, and the night before that a thousand people snaking through a street.
Anyhow it’s been done before:
Remember the postcards – millions? – and New York only ten feet out the open window? Consider the birds, crabbed; consider the bones, bleaching in a field. Too many to count (babies, too!) and even a bride in a dress, smiling.
Honest to god, it’s a hell of a thing.
The evening of the day he died I ate eggs. That one, too.
A BOOK ABOUT DEATH
ReplyDeleteI’d like to write a book about death.
In any case the sun is shining, which is
handy. If there were a place to start, it might
be here. So late last night: a skunk, and
the night before that a thousand people
snaking through a street.
Anyhow it’s been done before:
Remember the postcards – millions? –
and New York only ten feet out
the open window? Consider the birds,
crabbed; consider the bones, bleaching
in a field.
Too many to count (babies, too!) and even
a bride in a dress, smiling.
Honest to god, it’s a hell of a thing.
The evening of the day he died I ate eggs.
That one, too.