I’m sorry that I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve been busy working on another writing project and just out and about and having fun–gallivanting about Baltimore. So I don’t have anything for you today food-wise. When I put it to a vote last week, you guys overwhelmingly said “why the hell not?” to me posting some of my other writing; well, except for the 3 people who voted “I am afraid of what you’ll say about me.” I want to know who they are (I think I know who one of them is. And he may or may not be named after a city in the AFC North that I have not lived in and that is not Cincinnati).
Anyway, I’m gonna do just that. Post some other stuff, that is. Today’s poem first appeared in a University of Pittsburgh literary mag that no longer exists. It’s was the first in a series of what I called “experimental film” poems. I can’t seem to find The Last Temptation of Christ/Groundhog Day, which is a shame because that one is a goodie.
L’age d’or (Age of Gold) (1930)/Vampire’s Kiss (1988)
The Marquis de X enjoys many things.
He flings giraffes and Bishops
out the window, to the deep
blue sea. He delights
in manhandling pillows
and slow dancing with plows.
His hobbies include needlepoint
and the occasional rape.
He sleeps only in daylight
under his couch.
The Marquis de X has been seen walking
down streets dribbling violins. He sports
three dollar fifty cent vampire
teeth and imitation Ray-Ban sunglasses.
He is a literary type,
a Wordsworth aficionado.
He revels in licking dogs
and punting blind men.
He finds the toes of statues erotic.
He prefers making love on gravel
or wicker, and always
leaves his socks on.
The Marquis de X has been known
to go clubbing with Jennifer Beals.
He was seduced by her giant hoop
earrings and now
get her out
of his mind.
He considers cockroaches and pigeons
delectable and the sexual harassment
of old ladies acceptable. He once wrote
on a bathroom wall: Where there are nuns,
expect the worst.
In case you haven’t seen Vampire’s Kiss, here is the trailer:
It is truly the Greatest Performance of All Time by the World’s Greatest Actor, Nicolas Cage.
If you haven’t seen it, RUN!–don’t walk–to your local video store. That is, if we still had video stores. Sad face.
And, FYI, L’age d’or is available in it’s entirety on YouTube if you feel so inclined.
Well, kittens, as we officially move into fall, I’ve decided to take a little break from cooking and the blog–but don’t worry, I will be back! I wanted to add “with a vengeance!” but I can’t promise that–it’s not like I have monster Jell-O molds in my drafts folder that are just waiting to be posted.
I’ll see you all in October!