Nothing to it
When there’s nowhere to go
and nothing to do
I go there
and do
that.
No promise but proximity.
No direction but desire.
Nothing to it.
…
April 12th Hobo Anthem since ever when 1973, or 2, who knows?
There were hobos stirring soup in the Kettle of Creation.
Fish stories.
Mostly.
(c) David L White
4.12.24
Announcing
The Gardun of Edun
Dinner Theater
Three Shows Daily
Friday, Saturday, & Sunday
Complete Gift Shop
Shirts, hats, mugs, and
palm fronds autographed
by Adam and Eve.
Apple Juggling Seminar
with God and the Serpent
during intermission on
Fridays and Saturdays only.
Family photos at a facade
of The Tree of Knowledge
of Good and Evil located
in the Gift Shop.
Parking available
for passenger cars
and tour busses.
Group rates available.
* * * * * * * * * *
IMPORTANT
Entrance to the Garden itself ONLY
if you are able to strip yourself of
the need to know. Clothing optional.
No photos inside.
You will be escorted out, incrementally, by the frequency
and intensity of your own judgments. Do Not Judge.
* asterisk
We use “un” in garden and eden, instead of “en” to
indicate that the perfection of the garden has never
wavered inasmuch as it is:
UNspoken
UNmeasured
UNlabeled
UNmentioned
UNjudged
Judge less. Do your best.
…
The Gardun of Edun is located
in the East Wing of the
Alphabet Zoupe Memorial Library
And will be fully operational by
Hobo Daze - April 12th, 2024
…
(c) David L White 4/4/24
I’m thinking of a poem about
writing you a letter from me
that celebrates you.
It has exactly everything
you need to hear. It’s quite
elegant, exquisite and
you will treasure it for years.
This may not be that poem
but a draft, a sketch, a thought
…
DLWhite
Sketch poem
February 9, 2024
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Melon Seeds
With a single word, I may
cleave the world in two.
By no means half-and-half.
Perhaps I will simply
nick off a bit like
a slice of cantaloupe.
And occurs to me now
that the single word
might be I.
…
©
DLWhite
Sketch poem
February 9, 2024
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I recently purchased a 12x12” light box to better capture my card art. I thought it would be plenty big. It is not plenty big but serviceable, so far, it seems.
While the manufacturer provided backdrops in several colors the black is much too shiny. Product photography: seems simple enough, right?
And miles to go before I sleep.
I took a small painting kit with me on a bus trip to Cape Cod in the autumn of 2023. A 12 set of Faber-Castell watercolor pencils, a water brush, and a standard issue ballpoint pen, from our credit union. The stock was a couple dozen 4 1/4 x 5 1/2“ sheets of 65# white linen card stock. It is by no means watercolor paper. But I’m making small images using very little water. When done I fold them in half so they fit in my pocket.
The inscription is fairly simple. “Thank you and keep up the good work!” I try to add a name when I can. I ask about the spelling as I feel the need.
They’re available to share on a whim.
Someone saw some images of these and asked me to make some for her. She wished to write notes to others. Well. Yes. She bought same size flats with A2 envelopes and did not want hers folded. Good. Her stock was stockier and more work.
Now that those are finished I thought to make more and give away a few at a time, with envelopes, to friends that might appreciate the gift.
I have little interest in creating and collecting more inventory. I no longer wish to book shows, travel, carry my GoodWorkCards, my books - poetry and otherwise, my art, framed or not.
My time, energy, and attention feels more limited. It feels more mine.
I now go more lightly into the unknown and meet the mystery less burdened with my own baggage.
