Botero's Beautiful Horses: 7 by Jan Conn PDF

"Every drawer in each chest overflows with illogic and passion." "Do we'd like love every day of our lives?" Jan Conn asks in a poem known as Michoac'n. "You wager your ass," she solutions. The poems of Botero's appealing Horses are charged with otherness, vivid with the pleasure and threat of transformation. Many are descriptions of surrealist canvases, astonishingly kinetic narratives composed by means of taking a look challenging at strange photos, the artists' writings and their conditions; and permitting them to converse for themselves. The publication turns into a trip clear of the known into different cultures, in particular Latin American. Poem after poem gathers a feeling of internal in addition to outward trip clear of a deadly youth; right into a large international wealthy and weird with a recurrent underworld motif of darkness, blackness. yet what a black! wealthy and diverse, existence as though seen within the "obsidian mirrors the Aztecs shaped from the dark."Colours the Aztecs invented: eagle-devouring-snake black expansionist black dried-blood black. They enjoyed the evening creatures: owls, scorpions, bats, the Queen of Spiders." --from "People of the Left-Sided Hummingbird." "Jan Conn is a Dali with a scalpel of phrases, with colourwheels for eyes. To learn her is to suppose alive, occasionally flayed, yet constantly held in a lush dream replete with wildlife each piece as magical as they're genuine. She is accomplishing an operation of intelligence and remark, a taxonomy of the senses cooked over flames of paintings, embracing the cultures of the Americas."--Marilyn Bowering