The Lovers’ Chronicle 28 July – regret – art by Marcel Duchamp

Dear Zazie,  Here is Mac Tag‘s Lovers’ Chronicle to his muse.  Follow us on twitter @cowboycoleridge.  Rhett

The Lovers’ Chronicle

Dear Muse,

i would lose credibility as a card carryin’ member
of the Édith Piaf’s Feckin’ Fabulous Fan Club
if i chose anything other than;
’’Non regrette rien
Non je ne regrette rien’’
’’Well done sweetie’’
cannot say anything about La Môme Piaf
that has not already been said, except;
everyone would be better off
with more Piaf in their life
’’I second that declaration’’
but if we hear her sing it
we have a decision to make,
do we git ready for the kick
‘’No I think we should stay here’’
agree, we do not regret anything 

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i have been wantin’ to write, but time has been slippin’ by, then this happened, and these lines came; i saw a woman drivin’ a convertible today; in my mind she became you, red hair shinin’ in the sun, i stared as long as i could to hold that vision, till i could find my way to write another for you

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i have been wantin’ to write for you, but i never have time, so absorbed are we in livin’; i think in verse night and day, still compelled to find the right line for you, and it will come back, meanwhile you will need to search through the years in order to understand how i feel, to see visions of us

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Pale Love, Pale Rider

a connection,
long before the distaste
for the life we found ourselves livin’,
the opposite of what we talked about
those years ago,
damned near consumed us

we tried, mostly self
destructively, to escape
to get away at all costs

where to
did not matter,
what to did

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for Tamela

not goin’,
but leavin’
quite different…

a connection, long before
the distaste for the life
we found ourselves livin’,
the opposite of what
we talked about those
years ago, damned near
consumed us

we tried, mostly self
destructively, to escape
the incompatibility
with the growin’ milieu,
to get away at all costs

where to
did not matter,
what to did

you to Rocky Top
and your art,
me to the desert
and my verse

where we knew,
where hope, enabled
to breathe, leadin’ life
as it needs to be
feelin’ what is real

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i have been wantin’ to write to you, to what avail i am not sure, since writin’ somethin’ will happen, might as well be to you; quite the journey we have had since partin’, saddened that yours included such pain, yet pleased that you found your place and that it included someone; i have come to accept that someone was not meant for me but bein’ here was and there is no room for regret

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for Sheli

i should have come back
i wish i had, i wanted to
i guess i was too weak
i still see you standin’
there, red hair shinin’
in the High Plains sun
after that last kiss

i know sorry does not git it done
and i ain’t lookin for forgiveness
i expect it was the mistake of my life
just wanted you to know

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How it began…
On a High Plains ranch,
30 miles from nowhere
Time spent either
Readin’ or outside
Charged, formed
From that grandeur

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If you came to me
would you say you knew
me, that you have known
me always. Would you
lay with me amid
my dreams and desires

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Marcel Duchamp
Portrait of Marcel Duchamp, 1920–21, by Man Ray, Yale University Art Gallery

Today is the birthday of Marcel Duchamp (Henri-Robert-Marcel Duchamp; Blainville-Crevon, France; 28 July 1887 – 2 October 1968 Neuilly-sur-Seine, France); painter, sculptor, chess player and writer whose work is associated with Cubism, conceptual art and Dada.  Duchamp is commonly regarded, along with Pablo Picasso and Henri Matisse, as one of the three artists who helped to define the revolutionary developments in the plastic arts in the opening decades of the twentieth century.  Duchamp has had an impact on twentieth-century and twenty first-century art.  By World War I, he had rejected the work of many of his fellow artists as “retinal” art, intended only to please the eye.  Instead, Duchamp wanted to put art back in the service of the mind.

Throughout his adult life, Duchamp was a passionate smoker of Habana cigars.

In June 1927, Duchamp married Lydie Sarazin-Lavassor; however, they divorced six months later.  It was rumored that Duchamp had chosen a marriage of convenience, because Sarazin-Lavassor was the daughter of a wealthy automobile manufacturer.  Early in January 1928, Duchamp said that he could no longer bear the responsibility and confinement of marriage, and soon thereafter they were divorced.  Between 1946 and 1951 Maria Martins was his mistress.  In 1954, he and Alexina “Teeny” Sattler married, and they remained together until his death.

Duchamp died suddenly and peacefully at his home.  After an evening dining at home with his friends Man Ray and Robert Lebel, Duchamp retired at 1:05 A.M., collapsed in his studio, and died of heart failure.  He is buried in the Rouen Cemetery, in Rouen, France, with the epitaph, “D’ailleurs, c’est toujours les autres qui meurent” (“Besides, it’s always the others who die”).  Even in his death, Duchamp retained a sense of humor.

Gallery

Nude (Study), Sad Young Man on a Train (Nu [esquisse], jeune homme triste dans un train), 1911–12, oil on cardboard mounted on Masonite, 100 x 73 cm (39 3/8 × 28 3/4 in), Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice. This painting was identified as a self-portrait by the artist. Duchamp’s primary concern in this painting is the depiction of two movements; that of the train in which there is a young man smoking, and that of the lurching figure itself.

Nude Descending a Staircase, No. 2 (1912). Oil on canvas. 57 7/8″ x 35 1/8″. Philadelphia Museum of Art

Rrose Sélavy (Duchamp). 1921. Photograph by Man Ray. Art Direction by Duchamp. Silver print. 5-7/8″ x 3″-7/8″. Philadelphia Museum of Art

Man Ray, 1920, Three Heads (Joseph Stella and Marcel Duchamp, painting bust portrait of Man Ray above Duchamp), gelatin silver print, 20.7 x 15.7 cm, Museum of Modern Art, New York

• 1912, Le Roi et la Reine entourés de Nus vites(The King and Queen Surrounded by Swift Nudes), oil on canvas, 114.6 x 128.9 cm, Philadelphia Museum of Art

Mac Tag

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