I remain fascinated by the evolution of language and art. The research into how brains react to and create art--music, visual, and literary--is terribly compelling. You learn that men prefer to admire the right sides of women's faces, though the left side is more active. Men's brains are keenly attuned to interpreting the left side of women's faces, primarily in the right hemisphere. All kinds of fun stuff. Under the influence of all these delights, I've revised a poem I've been cooking on for a while.
Bones of Art
any young mammal
picks up a dark instrument
marks and marks and marks
build high, sink deep, starry priests
call down sharp tongued gods
with immense skins
not the first awareness of apples
but skin template razor deep
cicatrix and shaped teeth
in the wild landscape city
paint-stained tribes
stagger under brains, eye-crazy
every tracker tracks
the pink glitter mask reader
brain quiver queen of planets
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