This Place

Words are words and poems are poems regardless if they’re written by a known poet or someone unknown who uses words to record ideas. After all, we choose words and arranged them to serve our needs.  Is this a disclaimer before posting a poem? No. Just an acknowledgment to those out there who have a similar thought about writing.  Of course, most of those “out there” are imaginary since so few will ever read this post. Hello, out there.:)  Share this poem if you wish. Thank you.

 

This Place

The world is a wondrous place,
a ponderous place too.
We humans push and pull in races
to gain, dominate and subdue.

The world could be a perfect place,
but only if there was no humans race.
We’re here today and gone tomorrow
regardless if we pray, beg, steal or borrow.

So we’ve made the world imperfect,
imposed our will against nature’s design.
Call this human nature,
we’re animals of chaos, order, logic and magic.

The world is not a perfect place or tragic,
it is the only place we can be.
We could race away in a space rocket
but we’d return, eventually.

We’ve yet to find a way
to permanently break away
from this place we’ve damaged
intentionally and so haphazardly.

In pursuit of more, forever more
we have made the world a lesser place.
But it’s not too late to stop blaming others
for the holes in our bodies and minds.

We’re animals in cages.
We’re animals in pens.
We’ve worn a path along the fence that keeps us in.
We’re sickened and enraged by eating the news.

We don’t know if we should scream or howl.
Some scratch and bite anyone in reach.
We’re bruised even when no blue shows on our skin,
the swelling still harms every soul.

No one knows the answer.
There is no one answer,
only multiple ways of seeking to comprehend
the ways of being human from birth until our end.

The world is a wondrous place,
a ponderous place too.
The earth could’ve been a perfect place,
(but such a lonely place) without we animals
of chaos, order, logic and magic!

 
Gregory Zeorlin 7/18/2016 @ 9:14am

Zeorlin: Texas Regional Artists Exhibition

I’m happy to let everyone out there on the other side of this computer screen know about an upcoming exhibition which includes 13 pieces of my mixed media art….

 

The Texas Regional Artists Exhibition opens on July 9th at the Longview Museum of Fine Arts, Longview, TX. The July 9th opening night festivities go from 7 to 9 pm. The show runs through September 24, 2016. There are 4 artists participating in this museum exhibition.

I will show 12 pieces from my “Veil Series” and one mixed media sculpture. When you come to the museum make sure your cellphone has a QR code scanning application ready to go. The sculpture includes QR codes (Quick Read) that link the viewer to collections of poetry, simple blues-folk songs, lowbrow bumper stickers, odd videos and my “imaginary friends” like Average Male and Red Face.

Gregory Zeorlin Veil 75. 2014 Mixed media painting

Gregory Zeorlin
Veil 75. 2014
Mixed media painting

Rickety Gridlock 1

We like to uses grids to understand and plan our world. Think about road maps, electrical schematics, etc. The same grids which give us a system also entrap. We can become stuck and gridlock isn’t just about road traffic. Gridlock is also the result of habits and assumptions. So I’ve created a set of grids which take common things and organize them into something that is pleasing and engaging to view. Call it making order out of chaos…mixed with some magic and logic. I’ve said it all along…those four things are what creates art.

I also use my art to transform common things like cell phone cases, pillows and clothes. So this post is about my art and my various ways of earning a living. If I don’t cheer about my work  no one will see it. It’s what artists do to keep working.

Here is a piece of my current artwork (on left side) along with images of a few ways I use my art to bring beauty into everyday life. And yes, you can order pieces inspired by my art from my shop at Redbubble.

Consider spreading my ideas and art around with your friends. Share this post.

Rickety Gridlock 1

Rickety Gridlock 1. 2016. Digital Photograph.

Rickety Gridlock 1: PillowFullSizeRender (3)

Red Star-Blue Eye

Red Star-Blue Eye“Red Star-Blue Eye” is a recent print from my studio and part of my “Mind Field” series. I’m making a collection of junk and clutter compositions that include related poems. The debris assemblages are the results of my habit of  saving odd stuff that eventually gets piled up on anything horizontal. The poems don’t directly explain any of the print images but give clues and hints about what’s on my mind. When it comes down to it, whatever you think is going on in a print is good enough. “What you see is what you get” is my mode of operation. The poems add another dimension but aren’t necessary for a print to be visually engaging. So for now, I’m not including the poetry in this post. You’ll have to come back and look again. The series will eventually be posted at ZeorlinArt.com or in my design project at Redbubble.com.

Jake & Jayleen Push Obscure Poetry

My last blog post had a big impact on many imaginary readers. Surely this post will generate even more interest by real and imaginary people out there. And if it does, read these poems from a digital book titled “Ten Cent Poetry” as they are real… http://www.zeorlinart.com/Ten_Cent_Poetry_BOOK_v1_secure_v1.pdf . (If anyone reads this, share it. Ah shucks, why not?)

Jake and Jayleen promote poetry

 

Noise

Well, noise….Sometimes you have to make a little. But you must know when to stop, too.

listen to the crow sing

listen to the crow sing

Imaginary People of April

 

Imaginary People of April*

An imaginary person,
once said to me, or someone,
“Hey! Don’t send me
any more of your poetry!
Cause’ I don’t need any poetry.
All I need is television!
Can’t you see? Good god man!
Why can’t you see?”

 

So a name was dropped from the list
of imaginary people needing poetry
because another imaginary person
had lost their imagination to television.
And who can blame them?
It’s so pretty inside there.

 

Then another imaginary person
said to me, or someone, “Hey!
Hey don’t send me any poetry!
Dammit no!
Cause’ all I need is a telephone.
Yeah, a telephone
with a screen that glows!”

 

So that imaginary person
was dropped from the list
of those needing poetry.
Cause’ with a cell phone
you rattle words and text them too.
And what would an imaginary person
do with poetry,
I ask you?

 

Yet another imaginary person yelled
right at me, or someone,
“Don’t send me any of that poetry!
Oh no! What I need is
small batch fried chicken from KFC
and hand rolled taquitos, too.
Skip them hand written poems I’m telling you!
I can’t eat words and neither can you!”

 
So I, or someone, deleted that imaginary person
off the list of those needing poetry.
Fat had gained another mind.
And maybe cheese is more pleasing, than poetry.

 

Unfortunately another imaginary person
texted me, or someone,
“What the hell! More poetry?
What I need is more football, basketball,
baseball and wrestling too!
I don’t need any poetry you wimpy fool!”

 

So I, or someone else,
deleted and deleted
and deleted some more
until every person needing poetry,
was off the list.
But not a single person
removed from the list realized
poetry was gone.
Every person needing poetry
became part of a poem.
And these imaginary people slowly faded
into the unread poem until they were
forever and ever, forgotten.
Like this poem.

 

Gregory Zeorlin 4/3/2016 11:30pm

*April is National Poetry Month. Who reads poetry? Perhaps writers of poetry work for imaginary readers who should be allowed to fade away.  But if you do read poetry, you can read my new digital book titled “TEN CENT POETRY.