They certainly aren't connected with the old geometric art. My work isn't geometric in that sense.
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The effectiveness of work increases according to geometric progression if there are no interruptions.
quote by Andre Maurois
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I don't think geometric art is... I don't like to call it that. I don't think it's any more pure than pop art or anything else. It doesn't have anything to do with purity.
quote by Donald Judd
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Much of what I make is geometric, and has a kind of almost mathematical logic to the form.
quote by Anish Kapoor
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The only thing that I could get with chance, and I never was able to use it, was that I would end up with something quite geometric or the spirit that I was interested in, indulging in, was gone.
quote by Robert Rauschenberg
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The issues are by some geometric number - 100 or 200 or 500 - times more complicated today than we appreciated them to be when Franklin Roosevelt was around.
quote by Gaylord Nelson
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We're not talking about historical accuracy, we're talking about art. I've set in motion a geometric inevitability. If I start chiseling there, chipping here, the whole form is compromised.
quote by David Assael
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Inside out
seeing things inside out
in highly abstracted geometric forms
analytical cubism that sucked an object in
hypostasis swallowed standing shattered
within a ritual of an epoch
examining its own perspective stands
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Speckulation
Grander than great religions can anoint
universe began as geometric point,
then space and time expanded from this dot
more epic than prophetic words have taught-
This microscopic-macroscopic mess!
Man stands Adam tall, atom small- or less.
poem by Glenn Bagshaw
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dupont’s Round Fight (November, 1861)
In time and measure perfect moves
All Art whose aim is sure;
Evolving rhyme and stars divine
Have rules, and they endure.
Nor less the Fleet that warred for Right,
And, warring so, prevailed,
In geometric beauty curved,
And in an orbit sailed.
The rebel at Port Royal felt
The Unity overawe,
And rued the spell. A type was here,
And victory of LAW.
poem by Herman Melville
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That Is
Let be it.
The little bowl abandoning
the unreachable pink-light.
Ambrosia-
was searching a geometric center
of a smoking hub.
Flame-
of a bonefire was leaping
towards a topless tumbler.
The midriff
will spell a disaster.
A nomadic-
sleepwalker had become incandescent,
starts a prayer
for a condemned enemy.
My body was a river.
flowing-
on the impacted rocks of violence.
Was non-violence still relevant
in turbulent times?
Give me some unreason today.
poem by Satish Verma
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Suddenly Everything Has Changed
Putting all the vegetables away,
That you bought at the grocery store today,
And it goes fast,
You think of the past,
Suddenly everything has changed,
Driving home the sky accelerates,
And the clouds all form a geometric shape,
And it goes fast,
You think of the past,
Suddenly everything has changed,
Putting all the clothes you washed away,
As you're folding up the shirts you hesitate,
Then it goes fast,
Think of the past,
Suddenly everything has changed
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My Geometry!
I know that's not pleases you!
So skin and delicate! ! !
like something invisible. Naked!
Only what remains is the contour!
That you make.
And what we can do with a line? Only one?
Ask to mathematician!
He said that i have all geometric lines.
Form, size and others things.
Ask the astronomer too!
was him who has mapped the stars and planets, he said, that i have,
Left some surface still, that you did not pay attention.
That could be draws over there.
New design!
New hands. OH!
Even to me its was a surprise!
But, they sees my empty design and lines
And! dont blame me!
Was so good! ! ! !
Expose my entire space. So reveal.
My empty. My angles twisted and be real.
And, what they discovered about?
That´s between the mathematics and astronomy.
So sorry! !
poem by Mirna Morgan
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People Sell Their Souls
Impulsive and full of himself.
That is the image of the legacy he leaves.
Incompetent?
That is not the right word.
Connected!
That's it.
Once you know someone who knows someone else...
That doesn't take intelligence, common sense,
Or even a thought process to distinguish between the two.
People sell their souls to acquire a certain status.
And to have that shared with just a few...
Eventually makes a fool respectable.
And no one in their right mind would allow an idiot,
To achieve anything of dominance.
But then again...
This assessment by now should be obvious.
And a painful admission experienced by many,
Who have allowed themselves to believe
Anything he represents has depth.
Or a consiousness connected.
Although connected he is to those of like minds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Another view
if i could afford the world
a view of another world
through my verses like the
ocean that hides yet magnifies
a world so glorious of its own -
freewheeling corals, zizagging fishes,
multihued starfishes, shells that grant
the ocean a contest of geometric elegance
giant meditative clam that turns out a luxurious
ochreous pearl impervious to the pounding waves
a monk zooming on zero desires for nirvana -
my life as a poet would have been well rewarded
the rainbow the sun never fails
to illuminate in the fall of heavenly
sweats and tears
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Geometry Seeds Of Life
the universe bodies
of life are born in
geometry seeds of life
living walls contain secrets
of ephemeral beating...
creation purpose life breath
numbers form divine sacred
veiled geometric relationships
living in growing balance
life branches nautilus shell sun
flower coded internal harmony
growing in mathematical balance
eye all galactic universes
spiral grow in physical balance
seed packed time expansive
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Found Poem
after information received in The St. Louis Post-Dispatch, 4 v 86
The population center of the USA
Has shifted to Potosi, in Missouri.
The calculation employed by authorities
In arriving at this dislocation assumes
That the country is a geometric plane,
Perfectly flat, and that every citizen,
Including those in Alaska and Hawaii
And the District of Columbia, weighs the same;
So that, given these simple presuppositions,
The entire bulk and spread of all the people
Should theoretically balance on the point
Of a needle under Potosi in Missouri
Where no one is residing nowadays
But the watchman over an abandoned mine
Whence the company got the lead out and left.
'It gets pretty lonely here,' he says, 'at night.'
poem by Howard Nemerov
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Sonnet: Spousal Love
I know your heart is full of love for me,
Love that’s genuine and coming straight from heart;
Love that springs forth always spontaneously;
Love that’s showered in umpteen ways with art.
Oh, what finesse and magic has your love!
That works like balm and soothes my ailing heart;
And quenches my thirst like a fountain now;
The unseen force that triggers forth my art.
A spouse’s love is like a steep mountain,
Whose peak remains for long unreached, unseen;
’Tis waxing, waning; ’Tis sure and certain,
And keeps the sacred bond, always with sheen.
Praise be the spousal love that grows always,
In geometric proportions in one’s case.
7-2-2001
poem by John Celes
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Connected (Love & Life Poem)
We are connected to this life by many threads
Which we only notice when they are broken
Whether family, friends, work or welfare, all
Pull us apart in different dimensions in time.
You are connected to me by small pleasures
Which we only notice when we stop giving
Whether interest, intent, wish or wisdom, all
Pull us apart in different dimensions in space.
We are connected to each other for ever now
Which we only notice when we are apart again
Whether travel, trust, freedom or failure, all
Pull us apart in different dimensions in love.
poem by Ian Beckett
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One
Youre in charge
You always were
Theres no denying
Fire burns
I took alot
But now Im gonna give
Back to you
Whatever I got
Cos we are one
And well always be
You were born first
Forever connected to me
Connected to me
Its not always how you want it to be
We had no choice,oh desperately
I had to leave
Now Im coming back
We had to see
Youre white and Im black
Cos we are one
And well always be
You were born first
Forever connected to me
Connected to me
Forever connected to me
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