Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

don't know what i want
don't even know what i need
if i need it
i don't want it
it demeans with the desire
i like to call it asceticism
but i've aways been a crock
it's deeper than that - more complex
one of those existential deals
that frenchie used to talk about
between croissants and espresso

Frenchie? Je ne suis pas sur que le mot est le meilleur choix pour la poesie en generale ni ce poem la en particuliere. C'est un peu perjoratif et il ne donne pas beaucoup de l'information sur le sujet.

Hollweg, do you really think so?
Maybe i'm just used to constantine's way, but 'frenchie' is a definite character, not an entire population.

i can see the small table in the cafe
endless discussions
or sometimes even endless sentences

all flicked into an ashtray with a cauloise

I read "that" as an adjective, not as introducing a subordinate clause. Perhaps I am mistaken.

Very nicely written.... I see her in the corner of the cafe, sun tracing her body, high-lighting her face ever so softly perched perfectly in front of the picturesque window.

sartre - we all used to call him frenchie back then. he used to call me greeky. i loved that guy.

to love him, is to be.

The icons of Frankreich and Greece
are paned for a planet at peace
in windows, not doors,
in houses whose floors
are found on a rock we but lease.

Love this one Dino
not that smartre to undestand sartre
but you gave it to me in a nutshell.

nice work

thanks guys. nice to meet you, rshreve

M. Constantine – C’est vrai que vous preniez les petits dejeuner avec Sartre? Je suis tres jaloux. Est-ce que vous connaissiez aussi Simone de Beauvoir?

certo! essi sono miei amici, ora però sono morti.

je ne sais pas what it is about you're poetry but "you're a genius, man"

it's deeper than that - more complex

I can imagine the gestures...!