The Gamble. One (that being the ³I² and the ³Eye²) is outside a roadside
Gambling Hall.
Itıs not clear whether Arizona or New Jersey. Itıs near midnight. The
Parking Lot
a large black asphalt one painted over with multiple white, parallel
striped, slotted rows-
is variously filled with cars.
One, for whatever reason, possibly Puritan, does not enter the Gambling
Hall. In the night ligh.
the wide, two story beige off-lit building, indeed, appears possibly
threatening. One avoids it as if
one should be more solid, indeed, be mathematically clear when making
serious choices.
One hears an invisible Voice, a command. The Voice recites a Poetic Work by
a Classical Master.
The voice commands the Eye to look at the entire Parking Lot, row by row.
The ³I² behind the ³Eye²
will organize the cars according to Workıs entire structure and pattern.
Each car will represent a Word.
Each Parking Lot row will represent one of the Poemıs three Stanzas and
twelve Lines. Since
each Line will vary in length, one side of the Lot will have a jagged edge.
Since the last Line of each Stanza
is composed of only three words, those particular Lines will each park three
cars. The area surrounding
each Stanza the Negative Space -will be left dark, empty.
The ³I² behind the ³Eye² accomplishes the Work. Finished, the ³I² looks at
the firm, sturdy Lot.
The fluorescent building lamps compel a low white glow off each car hood,
roof and trunk - the
Stanzas starkly juxtaposed against the façade of the Gambling Hall. Two
nocturnal companions Formality
and Risk - the Eye gathers into One:
One who Gambles when the Gamble falls to Shreds.
One who builds a Stanza, steel firm, against the Dread.
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A Snap for Wednesday, March 31, 1999 -
Crossing the Millennium (Project)
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