Cafe Apollinaire- Prologue

I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of all what gnaws at their hearts.
Guillaume Apollinaire

A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature.
Guillaume Apollinaire

Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
Guillaume Apollinaire




Paris 1913 by Marc Chagall





















" Apolinere Enameled" from a poster advert for paint:
For Guillaume Apollinaire by Marcel Duchamp




So here's some great music by Miles Davis performing his trumpet rendition of composer Rodrigo's Concierto De Aranjuez -it is just the adagio from Miles album Sketches of Spain which is one of my favourite albums but I also enjoy the original version for guitar & orhestra especially by Narciso Yepes on his ten sting guitar or Norbert Kraft- so enjoy...





TALES OF CAFÉ APOLLINAIRE: VARIATIONS ON DISTILLED DREAMS .

PROLOGUE : APOLLINAIRE

Apollinaire is a beacon
Apollinaire is a wake-up call
Apollinaire is our Father Confessor
Apollinaire is Father of us all
Apollinaire is an air-raid siren
Apollinaire is the squadron leader
of a thousand armed flying bombers
Apollinaire is a light to guide us
through & out of a century of war
of madness of a hundred million
corpses piled up
to honor him we christen our café
Café Apollinaire-

At Café Apollinaire poets & artists
stoke the fires of Creativity
shift the gears of Creativity
pouring gasoline on the fires
of the Imagination igniting sparks
of Fantasy -

a poem is an exploding grenade
held in the palm of your hand
a poem is a trapped butterfly
about to be set free to fly
to gently land in the listener's hand
from the poet's tongue
to the listener's ear
slipping sliding out of the poet's lips-

So there you go ,
GORD