Thursday, November 26, 2009

Bosch Guy Thanksgiving Moon Viewing Party


Anonymous Postcard

You know, one of the wonderful things about being in the small press over the years is the strange and amazing things that mysteriously appear in the mailbox, some of which arrive, like this postcard, anonymously (yeah, Burfields, just because you didn't sign it, don't go thinking ...).

The little Bosch guy mascot has been all over the planet, delivering tiny lyrical missives for what seems like forever, actually just a mere 20 years. It's nice to see that he and his friends are in shape enough for some mountain climbing and some good, old fashioned daytime moon viewing.

Wishing everybody a great, stress-free day of giving thanks. Here's a poem capturing the ambiance of the season from Lilliput Review #98, July 1998.



Thanksgiving Weekend
Leaves skitter across the empty lot.
One car in the corner. Away from buildings
the sky widens. Clouds–like sand
rippled by receding tide water.

Wind piles leaves in the corner
of the cemetery fence, hisses through them,
moans through evergreens. The dead are still.
The ground is hardening.
Edward Dougherty




And from Issa:



thanks to the wind
they are precious...
billowing clouds
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue




best,
Don

7 comments:

Greg Schwartz said...

Happy Thanksgiving to you too, Don!

Anonymous said...

and

is that a Masonic image on Bosch's original "little guy's" patch?

without the "G"?

http://www.yellowsprings421.org/Masonic Clip Art/bl11.gif

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B8FZWhBd6x0/SSnI-RYxRiI/AAAAAAAAAek/Fi6skfF7Alk/s1600-h/color+birdman.bmp

Ed

Ed Baker said...

here are repros of over 300 of his pieces..you can click each and the zoom-in

http://www.art.com/gallery/id--a68/hieronymus-bosch-posters.htm?ui=F0D03A0524414719938EB29132667E1F

SOME fantastic colors, eh?

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Aiiyeeee - it is the masons ...

Thanks for the art.com link, to all the great images, Ed.

Elisabeth said...

I'm new to your blog. Call it serendipity.

Yesterday on the radio here in Melbourne, Australia, I listened to a program, Poetica which featured a story about Issa and his work.

I was so taken by his haiku that I wrote some down. The first I heard features on page 364 of his complete works, if my memory serves me correctly.

'With one small parting of my lips / thousands of plovers take flight.'

This haiku resonates for me here right now with this brief moment of wonderful synchronicity when I noticed your blog name in a comment on someone else's blog. I just had to check it out.

Great stuff. I look forward to reading more from you.

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Hey, Elisabeth, serendipity is the stuff of the world ... many thanks for the wonderful Issa story and poem, which I hadn't read and like very much, indeed.

You will want to visit David Lanoue's Issa Archive of 1000's of poems. It is a truly amazing internet resource.

Welcome aboard and thanks for the kind words.

Don

Totalfeckineejit said...

Love that poem,hope you had a fine and happy thanksgiving.