Tales from Café Apollinaire is



a work in progress



a work in process



a poem a vision of a poem



trapped in language



a painting of an ethereal vision



a series of paintings a collage



a montage of a thousand stories



of a thousand characters



all of it cut & dry



all of it bleeding from each part



into another filled



with false endings



we become Brahma in eternal sleep



becoming Vishnu spinning dreams



becoming the creator of myths



becoming Shiva destroyer of worlds



becoming destroyers of our selves



becoming the creator of worlds



becoming a slave to reality



becoming a slave to imagination



becoming the master manipulator of words



becoming wedded to words



becoming divorced from words



becoming prisoners of words



becoming prisoners of Café Apollinaire



becoming liberated at Café Apollinaire



we reconstruct ourselves at Café Apollinaire



we deconstruct ourselves at Café Apollinaire



we dissolve into points of light & colour



as we become part of a Surrealist painting-







We are in a Global Village plugged in



riding the cathode tube waves



of silver screens



riding binary codes



from silicon chips



on fiber-optic mercurial wings



Technicolor frescoes bombarded



by points of light



on moving mirages of montages



transcending virtual reality



transactional quasi-truncated interactive



multi-media megabytes



giga-bytes of satellites



in the dense sea shine of silicon chips



on information highways & byways



breaking down illusions of distance & time



as simultaneity becomes our overarching



myth making reality



in a magical surreal stream



of flowing images



in a single crystal moment -







Sending messages



beaming them off of Satellites



in space & back again-







Between sender & receiver



the message is garbled



twisted mishapened



sounds intelligible



the clockwork wheels inside your head



grind away at the words



finding your own meaning



to swear allegiance to



to take offense to



words a poor substitute



for the pictures & visions inside of us



for the emotions inside of us



ideas swirling about



at first a tidy painter's palette



paints becoming mixed



colours & shades changing



each new set of eyes



perceives differently



beautiful mundane grotesque-







the grotesque as fascinating



as the beautiful each touches



some ancient primordial part



deep inside of each of us -







Mythical Prismatic Paris



shimmering yellow glow of gas light



a beacon in the dark fog draped world-







The Eiffel tower a lighthouse



a guide to wandering artists & outcasts



to erect the New Jerusalem



of wandering minstrels



prophets & visionaries



for the future struggles-







Beaming mixed messages



from the Eiffel Tower



to the tower of Pisa



to the Statue of Liberty



to the Empire State building



to the opera House in Sydney Australia



to the Bushmen of the Outback



voyagers in the Dream-Time



to Red Square to the Kremlin & Lenin's tomb



to Tennehmen square



to the Great Wall of China



to the crumbling Berlin Wall



to the ancient temples of Ceylon



Tibet Thailand & Laos



to Tokyo Hiroshima & Nagasaki



to the Townships of South Africa



to the African grasslands



to Kilimanjaro mount Everest



to mount Fuji to the Swiss Alps



to the Rocky mountains to Mount Blaine



to the Andes to Devil's Rock



to the Hanging Rock



from Parnassus to Olympus



to the stoney rock face of Toledo



to sun-drenched Madrid



to the Balkans to the Black Forest



to the Sahara to the Badlands of Alberta



from St.Denis Gate to St. Denis Cemetery



to St. Denis Mountain on the Bras d’or Lakes



to Kelly's mountain & Cape Smokey



from Robert Burns' statue on Spring Garden Road



in Halifax to his statue in Red Square



to Karl Marx's statue in Hyde Park



to the Taj Mahal to the Wailing Wall



to the Vatican City to mount Sinai



to Mount Arratt to the Martello Tower



at Sandy Cove to James Joyce the fearful Jesuit



to Leopold Bloom cooking kidneys for breakfast



to Molly Bloom lounging in bed



in a pure stream of consciousness



to Allen Ginsberg & Henry Miller



to Charles Bukowski & Jack Kerouac



Howling at the moon -

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