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Casey Davidge
Chicago
Interests: Psychedelic and Visionary art/
The Vienna School of Fantastic Realism
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Today I March
My boots Yet covered in white dust Of sun-baked lands once ancient seas, Adhere to this boulder in Valley green. And I -- All in crimson But for white shoes and hands, Blossom out of wild Meadow hair of long-laid graves Dug in soil nourished by memories-- Watered by Grace. Continue reading
Posted Mar 2, 2012 at Book of Days
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James Booker
And the sound of ninety-nine fingers on two hands. Continue reading
Posted Jan 22, 2012 at Book of Days
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Vignette
They played Peggy Sue in Revolution café in San Francisco’s Mission on a cold wet January day. The old man sat 'neath the awning smoking grass and pounding out every beat on a slab of wood he held on his lap, grinning as he recalled each note. Continue reading
Posted Jan 20, 2012 at Book of Days
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Talkin' Love like a Granny Smith Blues
Talkin' love like when you rip into an apple and it’s a tough one- like a Granny Smith or sumthin’ and your gums curl up towards the roof a yer mouth and the juice runs on down yer chin and it’s delicious, and it’s satisfying, but when it’s all said... Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2012 at Book of Days
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On the eleventh day of January, two-thousand and twelve
For some folks ya meet, the reason for it hits ya dead in the face an you can explain it in so many words. Some a the reasons for these others come a-creepin over time’n to explain it may take a little longer maybe. I’m sure though that for a... Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2012 at Book of Days
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Some are born to walk the line, holdin their...
Some are born to walk the line, holdin their hammer, born lookin to find. Continue reading
Posted Dec 29, 2011 at Book of Days
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november, december
I met someone and what I may have mistaken for love was him saving my life. Continue reading
Posted Dec 29, 2011 at Book of Days
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The Devil and His Hound
There he is Backed by sun Haloed devil an' his little one. Grab my hammer Follow him down Lay flat this ol' jacket To blanket the ground. Lay flat this ol' jacket Make a bed for his hound. Take a sip-a whiskey Eat a bit-a bread Hank Williams on the... Continue reading
Posted Dec 27, 2011 at Book of Days
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I said: No it's not a case of being lonely we have...
I said: No it's not a case of being lonely we have here, I've been working on this palm tree for eighty-seven years. Continue reading
Posted Aug 15, 2011 at Home / Page
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9:30 pm, 6 July 2011
Vista Point The marker says ‘Vista Point,’ so grandeur is to be expected. To the memory, sunset over a mountain valley and centered distant lake may seem cliché. Assuming we know what would be seen, we may drive by. Vista Points and sunsets like seashells and balloons. Like famous paintings... Continue reading
Posted Jul 6, 2011 at Book of Days
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Happy Birthday Bob.
Thanks for everything. Continue reading
Posted May 24, 2011 at Home / Page
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Book of Days
Posted May 8, 2011 at Home / Page
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8 May 2011
Posted May 8, 2011 at Book of Days
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29 April (The month's last days suit me well. They are on the cusp as I was born unto the cusp where I've remained these twenty-six years and will remain throughout, as I become dirt yet becoming a sprout yet becoming flowers yet fruit yet seeds.)
I think it may be impossible to fully understand the nature of color. It's a creature. It hides and changes and is never twice the same. I imagine it swaying to the universe's gypsy hymn in a space neither day nor night, with light as its partner. A campfire infallibly... Continue reading
Posted Apr 29, 2011 at Book of Days
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27 April
7-10 Year Plan When I grow up, I plan to have a homemade cob hut by the sea and a parrot on my shoulder named Gloria. She will be the exception to my solitude, and when the time comes, we will in all likelihood die within minutes of eachother. Continue reading
Posted Apr 27, 2011 at Book of Days
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Ladies Night
Billie Holiday- The Blues Are Brewin' Big Mama Thornton- Tom Cat Ruth Brown- Mama He Treats Your Daughter Mean Lula Reed- Say Hey Pretty Baby Continue reading
Reblogged Apr 26, 2011 at Home / Page
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26 April
The rising and the falling of my chest, the rising and the setting of the sun. Eyes close, eyes open, Eyes close- Behind them, fuzzy alizarin Like stoplights seen through frosted car windows at night, traveling, traveling Or like a flashlight pressed gainst your palm and you are nine years... Continue reading
Posted Apr 26, 2011 at Book of Days
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Or movin on down the line.
Posted Apr 21, 2011 at Home / Page
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White Bee and a compass.
Posted Apr 17, 2011 at Home / Page
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Self portait
Posted Apr 11, 2011 at Home / Page
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Answer:
"On the old highway maps of America, the main routes were red and the back roads blue. Now even the colors are changing. But in those brevities just before dawn and a little after dusk -- times neither day nor... Continue reading
Posted Apr 8, 2011 at Home / Page
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Origins
Posted Mar 27, 2011 at Home / Page
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Rev. A. W. Nix / The Black Diamond Express to Hell (patr 2 or SP's B-side)
via www.youtube.com If there's Hell below, we're all we're all gonna go gonna go.. Continue reading
Reblogged Feb 11, 2011 at Home / Page
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Paul Robeson - Amazing grace
via www.youtube.com Continue reading
Reblogged Jan 11, 2011 at Home / Page
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Kaleidoscope
Reblogged Jan 9, 2011 at Home / Page
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