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Tag Archives: Infantino

Batgirl –

18 Thursday Jan 2018

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1967, 2018, 7*, air, Batgirl, Batman, Batmobile, cape, co-ordinate, comics, cowl, floating, flow, glasses, grass, green, hair, Infantino, leaves, looking, power, running, silhouette, site, sound, thinking, walls

                Batgirl –

                peering over her glasses
                through the fourth wall

                all of a sudden there was
                long grass in silhouette

                over which to run
                and there were foregrounds

                of leaf behind which
                to proceed and she thought,

                I could keep my looks
                under cowl and let

                the quiet and angry hair
                take siting and co-ordinates,

                let the cape field the
                flow of air while

                Batmobiles rev loudly
                and float adrift the green

                and current stalks –
                aimless to behold

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

air & sound wormhole: when the rain has settled / the dust
Batman wormhole: the silent night of the Batman
flow wormhole: concordance
glasses wormhole: city streets
green wormhole: without any buffet at all
hair wormhole: looking ahead
Infantino wormhole: Infantino KO
leaves wormhole: leaves
looking wormhole: snapshots about Totnes
power wormhole: London refugee march – 120915
silhouette wormhole: river
thinking wormhole: sweet chestnut
walls wormhole: is this it // all the time

 

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Infantino                KO

21 Saturday Oct 2017

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2014, 5*, action, cape, comics, communication, distance, drawing, Infantino, movement, posture, reaching, sound

                Infantino                KO

                braced wide-astride
                across the field of act to

                converge all the distances
                of breadth flicked up

                wards through torso
                switched-electric and

                relayed from stanchioned
                fist and elbow drawn

                to lean-reach syncretic
                to circuit to co-ordinate

                symmetric to suggestion
                of cape                SOK!

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

comics wormhole: that comicbookshop … // … in dreams
communication wormhole: circuitry
Infantino wormhole: Infantino / district of Gotham
posture wormhole: Mark & Jon at the coffee shop IV: right angles
sound wormhole: Cocktails in 1951

 

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Infantino / district of Gotham

06 Thursday Jul 2017

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1960s, 2013, 5*, Batman, city, despair, Gotham City, horizon, Infantino, issue, light, patio, perspective, pose, rooftops, sky, society

                when issue mounts to despair
                people stand in theatre-pose

                                              on wide open patio with
                                              receding perspective

                                high above the city
                                amid rooftop and skylight

                                                              but then there is always
                                                              uptown on the horizon

in the Infantino
district of Gotham

 

in 1964 Carmine Infantino was brought in to give the Batman character a new look and Gotham became a city you could sit at a cafe terrace in – what, you mean …

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

Batman wormhole: the silent night of the Batman
city wormhole: lost and city ground
horizon wormhole: do I
Infantino wormhole: the warp and the plumbing
light wormhole: where else
rooftops wormhole: Luton // couldn’t make a poem out of it
sky wormhole: prelude: // travel
society wormhole: Virginia

 

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the warp and the plumbing

30 Wednesday Dec 2015

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2013, business, comics, horizontal, Infantino, life, realisation, sound, speech, vertical, warp, work

 

 

 

                                              Carmine Infantino just took the job:

                                              he had already warped through negative space of horizontal
                                              he’d plumbed the vertical of realisation to the depth

                                there was a take-over
                                it’s not right but ‘we
                                were getting killed’

                “Jack1, who’s in charge?”   “You are!”   ‘POW!’
                … POW!?   ‘How do you like that one between the eyes!’

                                ‘life takes hold …
                                takes you where
                                you don’t expect
                                to go’

                                              so the warp and the plumbing
                                              came in very useful in the end

 

1 Jack Liebowitz, Publisher of DC Comics in the mid 1960s, gave Infantino the job of Art Director of the whole line of comics, then Editorial Director and eventually Publisher; in time he returned to his artwork once the management shifted gear to business …

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

comics wormhole: sit
[Carmine] Infantino wormhole: Detective Comics #345
life wormhole: Hotel Room, 1931
realisation wormhole: Chop Suey, 1929
sound wormhole: … the discipline of shamatha / the waft of vipashyana
speech wormhole: currency: / assent for statement – / ‘smakin’alivvin’
work wormhole: working / for a living

 

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Detective Comics #345

07 Friday Aug 2015

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1965, 2014, Batman, comics, cowl, doing, identity, Infantino, inside, life, meaning, movement, outside, self, true nature, world, years

                           Detective Comics #345

                                     there –
                           a hole in the darkness
                           there is movement
                           there is a world
                           there is an outside

                           here – is an inside

                                     I
                           must make sense of it all
                           the world is looking

                                     yes –
                           to cowl my true nature
                           the only way to operate
                           in the world

                           HE HAS CUT HIMSELF
                           OFF FROM THE WORLD –
                           DOOMED … TO LIVE APART
                           FROM … FELLOW HUMAN
                           BEINGS … SOLITARY*

 

* ‘found’ epilogue to ‘The Blockbuster Invasion of Gotham City’ story in Detective Comics #345, p.14, panel 3, November 1965; spoken by ‘Bruce Wayne’ disguised as ‘Roland Desmond’; writer: Gardner Fox, artist: Carmine Infantino

 

 

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Batman wormhole: silhouette: // second / thoughts
comics & doing & identity wormhole: that comicbookshop in dreams,
[Carmine] Infantino wormhole: Infantino world
life wormhole: prayer to my self
meaning wormhole: the endless acts of life
world wormhole: wriving
years wormhole: 1971

 

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Infantino world

25 Wednesday Sep 2013

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2012, 4*, Batman, comics, divorce, emergence, green, Infantino, mauve, rooftops, sky

 

 

 

                                                              after awhile
                                                              I was ready for

                                                              Infantino world

                                                              of dark greens
                                                              and mauves
                                                              inside and out

                                                              lingered from
                                                              a thousand
                                                              daytime panels

                                                              there was
                                                              wax emotion
                                                              on the close-up faces
                                                              the mid-ground postures

                                                              but the
                                                              rooftops
                                                              the skies
                                                              had it all

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

Batman wormhole: jagged panel
comics wormhole: August / Adventure
divorce & emergence wormhole: 1968
green wormhole: chores to do – diptych
Infantino wormhole: Batman 168
mauve wormhole: wraggle of architecture
rooftops wormhole: half an hour
sky wormhole: clouds

 

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Batman 168

02 Friday Nov 2012

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1964, 2008, 6*, afternoon, Batman, buildings, city, glass, identity, Infantino, red, Saturday, windows

 

 

 

                                          Batman 168

                                on a late Saturday afternoon
                                the Batman was already tired

                                and high up in the redbrick building
                                the will to see the way through the fight

                                was lost and
                                he succumbed

                                to hang in the air awhile with the broken shards of glass
                                above Infantino’s languid city

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

1964 wormhole: 1964
Batman wormhole: ‘I am the Riddler …’
afternoon wormhole: autumn
buildings wormhole: 1970s
city & Infantino wormholes: only
glass wormhole: The Smoker You Drink The Player You Get (1973) – tribute
identity wormhole: there is
Infantino wormhole: only
red wormhole: 1974 – Greens / End Woolwich
Saturday wormhole: … Saturday arrived
windows wormhole: knees

 

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only

21 Friday Sep 2012

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2012, 4*, apricot, Batman, blue, buildings, chimney, city, grey, Infantino, moon, night, pink, portrait, seeing, sky

 

 

 

                                          it was

                                only

                      because the Batman
                      stood high on the cornice
                      by the blackened chimney
                      looking over the city
                      deep grey shrouded in
                      fathomless dark blue

                                … only

                      that the sky was deep pink
                      behind the apricot moon

 

 

 

————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–

apricot wormhole: HA!
Batman wormhole: holiday
blue wormhole: there
buildings wormhole: Plumstead Common / Road
chimney wormhole: crows on the / chimneys / of 40/38
city wormhole: Notre Dame
grey wormhole: the Eiffel Tower
Infantino wormhole: biography
night wormhole: “bring in as many / different kinds of leaf / as you can find”
pink wormhole: ruddy pink
moon wormhole: Bonus Books
seeing wormhole: I will teach everything / I will write everything / I will say everything / I will read everything
sky wormhole: demolition

 

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biography

28 Wednesday Dec 2011

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2010, 4*, Alan Watts, Allen Ginsberg, Avengers, Batman, comics, Dr Strange, Emma Peel, floorboards, Gide, growth, identity, Infantino, Kirby, Neal Adams, pointlessness, reading, Salinger, sky, skyline, snow, streets, Thor, Tintin, tv, William Carlos Williams, windows, writing

 

 

 

                            biography

                      I didn’t lose myself in:

Batman’s Cowl Indestructible Scarlet UNCLE Saint Rainbow Batman POW Fantastic Tintin’s Landings FAB Empty Streets Diana Rigg’s Face Hey Hey We’re The Hopkirk’s ‘Jeanie’ Lost in Space MTM’s Make It Magic Roundabout’s Mirrored Movements Infantino’s Green Sky the Legion’s Pastels Sprang’s Angles Star Trek’s Apricot Skies Thor’s Kirby Infantino’s Leaning Skylines Ditko’s Strange M*A*S*H’s Jeeps Tom & Jerry’s Gop & Sto l’Alissa du Porte Etroite the Waltons’ Attic Window the Docks of O’Neill’s Batman the Cardigan of Starsky the Silent Films of Ashby & Altman the Floorboards of Gerber the Next Guest of Parkinson Green-Spined Penguins Adams’ Cape Szymczyk’s Name Kaluta’s Office Window Catcher’s Snowy Streets WCW’s Red Wheelbarrow Pollack’s Still Dramas Gene’s Colan the Watts of Alan Glass Apartments Mayerick’s Holmes John Buscema Dharma Bums’ Mountain Mersey Poets’ Wet Streets Miller’s Rooftop Water-towers Roseanne’s Darlene Cheers’ Coloured Checks Monologues of Desire Ginsberg’s Nod

                      I never had myself
                      to lose in the first place

                      but I found a
                      sense of self
                      in them sheltering

                      from the pointlessness
                      the purposelessness
                      of life

                      which grew to be
                      mark redford

                      but I am neither
                      Mark Redford
                                              – oh … –
                      nor the pointlessness
                                  – phew! –

                      I am just
                      writing these words and you – completingly –
                      are reading them

 

 

 

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Allen Ginsberg & Salinger wormhole: time
Batman & comics & writing wormholes: the silent night / of the Batman
Dr Strange & Thor wormhole: my / superpower
floorboards wormhole: To my Mum
identity wormhole: roof-top vigil
pointlessness wormhole: mass
reading wormhole: Initiation
sky & snow & windows wormhole: the osteopath
streets wormhole: Christmas lights / around the lamp post
tv wormhole: Hill / Street / Blues

 

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… Mark; remember …

"... the impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful; it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe to find ashes." ~ Annie Dillard

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    • askance From Hell
    • Batman
    • Bob 1995-2012
    • David Bowie Movements in Suite Major
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