The Seventh Vault

The Iceman Cometh © Mia Pharaoh 2017

 

The Seventh Vault
Surveillance: Year Zero

Perhaps it was Napoleonic stance
and posture captured in flawed silhouette:
a luminosity poised before an
aberrant ivory sun. It could have
been, the “poor me” canine tilt of the head,
the well-worn wife beater, yet I think it
was the covert annunciation hat.

 

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The Deadly Desert

Black Mirror Scrying © Mia Pharaoh July 2017

 

The Deadly Desert
A Foretelling of Lions and Liars

History’s Art of Color: muddy,
glory faded, checked out.
The Universal City,
Overloaded Murkiness,
saturated with emotions
is a silent revolution,
the cesspool of you name it
turning itself inside out
and upside down.
The long of it, the short of it,
the upside, the downside
the right-side, the wrong-side.
We the People
are not self-evident,
not self-fulfilled,
or well-adjusted.
We grab and grasp
at the height(s) of false truths
in the dark while plummeting.
There is no spark, no sparkle
for the missing, for the longing.
Self-sabotaging temptations,
questions of reputation,
recapitulation: sins of repetition
keep us safe,
hold our place.
It’s called fear.
It’s known as fear.
It residing in the hearts
and the minds of the fearful.

Stop.
Think.

Be Brave.

 

“People often do a good deed without hope of reward, but for an evil deed they always demand payment.”
― L. Frank Baum, The Emerald City of Oz

 

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The Padded Pool

Francesca Woodman, Untitled, Boulder, Colorado, 1972-1975

 

The Padded Pool


Birthed from merciful brine
and a primal language of silence.
Deprivation soon realized as enduring loss,
the warmth of weighted water gave freely
as a harbor for emotions: sad and very sad.

 

“…she didn’t do a lot more for you than give birth to you. In case you’re wondering, we—the family—were always aware of this, but there wasn’t much we could do…”
— Anon


Two Feet – “I Feel Like I’m Drowning

 

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Affectation

Artist Anna RizzardiPhotographer Anna Rizzardi

 

Affectation


Finally revived
From your half-truths

Lies: sins of omissions
You took my breath away
Laid me to rest
While Lying in Wait — four days
I traveled to Nain
Bethany and Galilee too
Cruel is the beautiful ugly man
Whose façade got wet
Exposing the bone

 

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“It is not only what we do, but also what we do not do, for which we are accountable.”
― Molière (Jean-Baptiste Poquelin)


Jewel – “Who Will Save Your Soul

Affectation was originally posted October 22, 2015.

 

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Revival

Sylvia Plath (October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963). Photographer Unknown

 

Revival
Death of a Messenger

A never-ending performance
Of the darkest night
Has its swan song
With vapid glee
The black curtain’s enormity
Comes down
To an ovation, withstanding
The joys of life
Culminating in pulpit suits
Hats and bourbon
Decent and indecent
Upright and lipstick
Face down and flat out
Clouds of camphor and hypocrisy
Waft through stale air
As ghosts in need
Slip through cracks
Empty-handed, giftless
Greeting Gods
On the other side of tomorrow

 

“I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems


Sylvia Plath reading ‘
A Birthday Present * *

 

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The Understudy

Ellen Rogers Photography

 

The Understudy

Waiting for sleep to take hold
My mind circles like vultures
Canvassing for a carcass
I scribe myself in line and lifelines
Glossy black and blue
Over flat white: hesitant and anemic
I swing like a bladed pendulum
Between false certainty
And self-doubt while wondering
If I’m my own greatest creation
My own worst critic
Or my own careless curator
Stumbling in awkward curtsy
Trading secrets for currency

 

“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath *

 

For more about photographer Ellen Rogers please click on the link to visit the wonderfully surreal world of Mr. Cake to see his post, Bewitched.

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Venus de Milo

Photographer Sally Mann

 

Venus de Milo

Front and forward
In vintage light
Her alabaster skin
And sun-kissed hair
Glowed brighter than the rest
There’s no denying
Among the crowd
Of same-old, same-old
She stood out
At five, late afternoon
Poised with confidence
Obvious swag and personality
Born with provocative gesture
Shoulder thrown back with la-di-da motion
Hip turned out in told-you-so pivot
Brows tipped down
In thoughtful calculation
She was and always would be
The cat that swallowed the canary

 

“I like to make people a little uncomfortable. It encourages them to examine who they are and why they think the way they do.”
― Sally Mann


Video — “
Sally Mann *

 

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East

Photographer Erich Hartmann

 

East

 

Reduction, a man-made affliction: the queue that holds abundant room for cruel intentions and harsh realities. Snapshots of the transparent and apparent blanket everything with a blasé gesso malaise when properly prepared hushes questions of right, leaving blank stares as empty armless hugs, known as the huddle: an odd semblance of warmth. The Deplorables distinguished as righteous, the righteous disguised as deplorable share in the madness and madness: a never-ending role of one in the sameness.

 

“It’s sickening how The Machine treats its individual parts.”
— June Gloom, The Gray Zone

 

Balthazar –The Man Who Owns The Place”                         *      

 

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Gesture of Surrender

Au Revoir — Photograph by Mia Pharaoh

 

Gesture of Surrender

I collected
Dust as years
It served me well
A buffer
Protecting everything
Real or otherwise
Compressed
A token

 

“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.”
― J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan


Oskar Schuster – “
Sedmikrásky                                                                              .* *

 

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