Friday, March 7, 2008

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OLD MAN YOU RECENT vaguely ...


Untitled (Old Man you vaguely past ...)

Old man you past vaguely
on a sunny shore,
nonchalant,
or worker
only among the people.


haunts me and torment your face, so hard
,
jungle
thick, icy
.

I want to do a portrait, eye

a crazy range!

will live forever or stationmaster.
will live for me,
unaware of the future.
And you'll see,
or only among the people,

in black canvas, in white

of torpor,

come out your face,
icy, or
stationmaster.



Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)

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TODAY IN THE HEART HO ... sad omen

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(Today I have the heart sad omens ...)

Today I have sad omens in the heart
bare trees and snow-covered garden paths
bathed in human tears.

echo the shimmering sun
branches torn and dying
dark brown cover and the way
that winds through narrow streets and hills.

flying creatures drown the sky
coarse crows alight satiated on
branches exhausted and eternal ruin
announcing once again imminent
end.

Today in the heart that I have vague omens
strip the soul of lewd jokes

remain the only snow oblivion
black and tomorrow hanging on my sore
be guilty vivente_

November '98

Marco Josto Agus
(from his diary in November '95 December '99, annotated with the number 42)

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LIGHT Deceit, CHANGING ...


Untitled (LIGHT Deceit, CHANGING ...)

Light deceptive
changing,
haunting, nagging
modern
so oblivious to the lonely,
powerful discovery
you shine, with a sensual motion

on flowers drooping,
waiting with open lips

your blow, that
mutandoli in corolla
breaks them, dismember them
,
them fades.
Different colors ever seen,
modern, full-bodied, chrome
sculptures, reliefs
of life, flowers
new light, as long as
remains,

until the job does not require its pledge
I live for them,
lumps blood pesto, but tangible signs

a safe life, decided
,
powerful and lonely.
while it lasts.


Marco Agus Josto
(From his diary in December '95 November '99)

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full-bodied red, expensive ...


Untitled (full-bodied red, expensive ...)

Red-bodied, expensive,
never mixed,
you clash with succumbing
green foliage
flower waste
gifts from friends,
cut stems,
water corroded, rotten
heat of the sun, orange
husband of blue,
love hate
complementary resolutore
of defenseless dismal
cuts space of dead branches, broken
,

carefully prepared under a sky of blue thistles.

Here
the light blue background,
compact, homogeneous


by enclosing a single layer of the composition
sun symbol of life,
seal of hope,
death is near,
behind the room!

Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 November '99 annotated with the number "8")

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false religiosity '

- false religiosity '- The Fires

clash over lawns
wet
religious echoes, dormant, silenced or
never really heard.

all rush to the call
festive, no one cares

ivory skeleton that supports the things
wine stalls and Crocchi
drunk and dancing, but where are the candles

(s) where are the saints?


marco Josto agus
(from his diary in November '95 December '99, as indicated by the author with the number "20")

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SEE A PICTURE ...



View a picture ... "Vision is a picture
enter the soul of those who create vivid images ...


interpret the colors is to listen to her voice ..."



Marco Agus Josto
From the poster of his first solo show in April 2002

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RED HOT THAT WARM THE CANVAS ... ODE TO


Untitled (Red fiery heat the canvas ...)


Red hot to warm the canvas, and sublime

divide the overseas violent
that stands out,
compact, square

on lawns and rainy skies. The faded green


chases
reaching the end, notes
between river
remote horizons
compressed and quiescent.


Black Death that gripped the colors, by pressing them

tell triangles.

Everything melts,
under flaming shots,
of notes and thoughts
brushes, color

triumphs over form and subject.

E '
pure exaltation of my mind drunk.




Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)

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African statuettes

Ode to the statuette African

Nursery wiry figure,

ports in the womb flower of your nature. Fatigue and pain


emerge
dark on your face,
carved, sculpted

(...)
hands of gypsies,

distant and lost in unfamiliar cities, lying on the ground


between alms and shit.

soul flows from
even worse, everything shines

es'irradia
white beam.

Ispirasti
my candle maker, seated on a throne


waiting for the pain.


came from black and orange
to destroy what little


still a clear reason.



Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)


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IN YOUR Saddened ...


Untitled (withered in the air ...) in the air

saddened
run spurious
solitary cats.

from A to funnel
the wine flows freely.

You know,
forgetting the poet
little you give.


Looking confident that the poet leaves
unearthed
war
the ax.



Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)

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THE ABYSS BLUE ...


Untitled (The deep blue ...)

The deep blue
above the orange sky, everything is reversed

and disjointed, the real

seems far away and gives way

ideal,
slowly.



Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - Nov. '99)

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GROWING DAILY ...


Untitled (growing everyday ...)

growing day
slow pace, chasing

targets non-existent;

living alone with hidden desires,

are hardly exposed.

I try, I find
,

and lose ground,
everything I see,
everything I make.


Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)


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COLORS, STRONG OR SMort FLASH ...


Untitled (Colour, strong or dull glow ...)

Colors,
strong or dull glare, reflected light


wide stretches of pure white
and courteous.


Slow work and constant pain that leads

still a coveted
where. Back

,
disappears and fades
m'impossessa
this strong passion
called painting.

That claim, as any woman craving

that her lover
not betray the other,
vices

pleasures, amusements

or loves,
that can distract
,
his artistic parts.



Marco Agus Josto
(from his Diary December '95 - nov. '99)

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WITH THE LOOK ...

Untitled
(you sought with his eyes ...) with his eyes would seek


my white sheet on the ship
read!
O oblivious model. You took

pose
by antiquated and proven,
model
expert
ugly,
paid.

But you could not, or
reader enchantress,

discern the fruit
dell'Opra mine, as it


I could steal your soul

the flower.


Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)

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fall slowly asleep DAYS IN THE SUN ... HARASSMENT


Untitled (They fall asleep in the sun ... slow day) fall slow


days dozing in the sun ...
look at the gymkhana gypsy
of my heart
amazed, and thrilled


absorbed than is the red sky seen
downstairs.

I land

swinging hammock that swings into the abyss

eerily dark, but

balance are lying down, and clinging

supported by powerful truth.

Shake
defy anyone

off,


to believe until you see

this is my condition.

tasting crumbs infinite
saziandomi, saziandomi.


Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)

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EXPECTATIONS, DESIRES Agognate ...


Untitled (nuisance expectations, desires coveted ...)


waited harassing,
coveted desires,
days lost,
drunk,
desperate.

Lights
a beacon in the sea of \u200b\u200bmy hear ...
advances
lonely soul on a raft, rowing
.

The port is far away,
coveted, but a storm

of red liquor sends it
drown it.

The light fades and breaks through ...
is made from red to purple
.

All is silent and all
darkening ...
my body arrives,
exhausted,
on the sand.


Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)

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BLOOD SLOW ...

Untitled
(Soul that slow ...)


slow soul that comes to life in the human soul, because you subtract


to your senses and we all
away from your mind?

Rise, indolent

as long as winter

sad and lonely as a man in the world.

recover your body
last,
extreme
abstruse greeting.
Smiling

the Dodge,

to return in another.

Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)