Wednesday, October 26, 2022

Yet The World

Yet the world is not a “will to power and nothing more” and consciousness is not “the author of space and time”, nihilism/nothingness is also not a new religion.

A response to @QuoteNietzsche

Wednesday, October 19, 2022

Art

To Artist Amy Elizabeth Frith; Your art is beautiful Amy ! I’ve always thought art is endless, infinite and moves through us, it is eternal 💜 

-T. Byron K.

https://www.instagram.com/frithamyelizabeth/

Sunday, October 16, 2022

The Spiritworld September 1994

Death

I see the new jungles all around
someone get cut down
I see someone dying in the new jungles
I see them fallen
There's a spirit in the air 
running through to me
making moves in me
There's an air of freedom
can't you feel it
making use of what it could be/
and made for your leaving of the earth
and the flower the birth again
making another day...
And the flower and all birth
I can see 
It's coming again for me.
Now tell of days where they 
were jamming  in rows
Some woman's husband 
was laying in earth filled
with cavalry musket shot
and some General's wet dream of
success...
Your sons and daughters are fallen down
the bullet strikes them to the ground
when all your loving has been removed
I'm only taking what you're trying to make
it when nothing is left/
Into the far starlight 
wet leaves of September blowing
into what you might be
Can you see me up there?
Can you see me?



*This one is mystical, one of the first
we recorded in the Blacksburg practice space house
in the Autumn of 1994.
It was a spontaneous flow, inspired by the 
poetry I was writing at the time @
-T. Byron K.

Tuesday, August 9, 2022

Letter to Nikki Giovanni ( August 9th 1995)

8/9/1995
Dear Nikki, 
I wanted to write you and thank you for some time and perhaps it is the difficulty in the context of simply beginning that has prevented me from doing so, I don’t know. At last I am able to fathom what I wanted to say to you.  When we last met I was attending (Virginia Tech 1989) Summer school and I was enrolled in your Black Poetry Senior seminar class. I was the naive college senior who wrote marginal, self involved poetry and I had a lot to learn and I still do. I wrote a poem titled 1775 Delivered  which contrasted the life of the slave with modern day prison politics, ambitious to say the least. You noted in your evaluation that the poem lacked closure. Yet I think that the deliberate ambiguity of the poem was rooted in fear and denial. My inability to foster compassion at the time lead to the depiction of human atrocity as an immanent facet of existence. Atrocity is never immanent, but it is allowed. Since I continue to regard you as one of my greatest Teachers I wanted to discuss several concepts with you. I am amazed by your courage. The dogma that you continue to confront in your writing has become even more culturally engendered today. I feel the unbearable misery of the human problem everywhere today but I think that you know that the solution has always been to give people an individual hope and dignity. I think about what you said in Gemini about beginning to consider yourself as beautiful or as a beautiful person. I am reminded of the danger of honesty without love that you mentioned in Gemini as well. Yet the white devil is the human devil, the atrocity continues unbounded and fostered by pathetic denial and an unreasonable selfism. Joy Harjo notices the coninuing adolesence of our society, this culture which refuses to accept and love all of it’s people-an immanent suicide. I think about that Summer classroom often and I realized that you were asking us to challenge our own private constructs, to reexamine our cultural truisms and begin to confront our own denial regarding human pain. These things you asked of us and these difficult issues remain at the center of my task as a poet and an artist. I have continued to write poetry and am a performance artist, during my shows I integrate the medium of painting, poetry and music simultaneously. I have recently performed at the Asheville Poetry festival and I will continue to do exhibits and performances of my work both locally and abroad. Thank you Nikki, your writings and thoughts continue to remain with me. I wish you all the best. 
Good Luck, 
-Byron Kelly













Wednesday, July 27, 2022

Unhidered

 Taking notes/sketching and pre-writing before actually attempting to write a draft of a poem or paint on a canvas has been an important part of my own creative process. Simply giving yourself a chance to write or sketch (unhidered by any inner critical voice) and being unconcered about the finished result (in that very early stage) has been liberating for my poetry and art.

7/27/2022

Thursday, July 7, 2022

Tempera Paint/Digital Art

I have always loved painting with tempera (cakes and liquid) and just a bit of acrylic mixed in (as William Blake did alongside his relief etchings). The paint is (unlike oils) wonderfully fluid and cooperative and I like being able to blend it in easily in case I need to make several fresh starts on the same canvas. I have also experimented with digital art after getting a computer in 1998 and usually take a photograph and modify it using photoshop to enhance colors and the overall composition of the image. I have found that these digital images can work well as illustrations for my poetry. 7/7/2022

Sunday, June 26, 2022

Poems of The Infinite Dream

Poems of the Infinite Dream (written in 1993-94) was a poetic response to Wm. Blake’s idea that If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. It was also the second book of a series of poems under one title that began with Faith of Heart in 1992 and has continued to the present time with Vandalia.

Poems of the Infinite Dream by T. Byron Kelly https://www.amazon.com/dp/1507615388/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_XSBWV2RD1T1CK5M69YE4 via @amazon

Poetry

Poetry is like weaving a tapestry or a spiders web, it is mystical really. The muse has found you and so begins the dance.  Correspondence w...