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To a Region of My Mind: On Human Condition: Poems, Play, Abstract Paintings
To a Region of My Mind: On Human Condition: Poems, Play, Abstract Paintings
To a Region of My Mind: On Human Condition: Poems, Play, Abstract Paintings
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A collage of Poems, a Play, and reproductions of Abstract Paintings. Written over many years, these ruminations are on the things of the world, on the human spirit, on society matters, on old age, and on individual, and collective death. The Abstract Paintings are mediations in paint.
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Release dateSep 17, 2019
ISBN9781684707041
To a Region of My Mind: On Human Condition: Poems, Play, Abstract Paintings

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    To a Region of My Mind - Joe Pham

    Paintings

    Copyright © 2019 Joe Pham.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted by any means—whether auditory, graphic, mechanical, or electronic—without written permission of the author, except in the case of brief excerpts used in critical articles and reviews. Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this work is illegal and is punishable by law.

    ISBN: 978-1-6847-0705-8 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-6847-0704-1 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2019908719

    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    Lulu Publishing Services rev. date: 07/20/2019

    For Ma

    rtha

    Truly my wiser half

    Introduction

    This is an attempt to represent one man’s relationship with the human condition.

    I am a fan of the synergistic effects of the combined action of different modes of art in a broad sense. Thus, the present volume is a collage of poems, prose poems, a play, and reproductions of my paintings.

    The poems are my ruminations on the things of the world, on the human spirit, on society matters, on old age, and of course, on individual and collective death.

    The short play is fundamentally a prose poem in action.

    The abstract paintings, here reproduced, are the same meditations but in forms and colors in a painterly way: the thoughts inspired the paintings.

    I hope you will enjoy them as much as I did writing and painting them.

    I

    THINGS: BIG AND SMALL

    All the Small Things

    Vast is the Milky Way.

    Still, it is only one

    Of billions of universes.

    Tiny are humans on earth.

    Still, I am not awed by this vastness

    Or humbled by this puniness.

    None of these things can think and love.

    And this thing—my mind—is smaller

    Than the smallest things in all the universes.

    In fact, it is invisible!

    A Hummingbird

    A tiny hummingbird is

    Beauty and efficiency

    With speed and size

    In inverse correlation.

    A hummingbird

    To a human is like

    A human to the universe,

    Nothing and everything!

    Note from an Orchid to Her Owner

    For Thuy

    "You know the name you were given,

    You don’t know the name you have."

    Jose Saramago

    (1922–2010)

    You know the name I was given.

    You don’t know the name I have.

    I need space, air, water, light, warmth,

    Loving care, and daily prayer.

    My name is Life.

    "You know the name you were given,

    You don’t know the name you have,"

    So says the Book of Certainties.

    A Pet Tortoise

    We surprised each other

    On my garage floor.

    I wondered what you were

    Looking for just then.

    Maybe the fellow

    Who kidnapped you

    From the muddy river

    You love so much.

    I am sure you hated

    The mudhole next door.

    Not big enough

    To swim or hide in.

    And the mad dogs

    Who turned you

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