involved some art,
some hokum, and
at least a brief
incomprehensible
exchange between
the man and metal
during which the
chains were not
so much broken
as he and they
blended. At the
end of each such
mix he had to
extract himself. It
Was the hardest
part to get right
routinely: breaking
back into the
same Houdini.
by Kay Ryan
Harry Houdini Showing tits |
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great poem
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this one. Thanks for the naked houdini pic also lol
ReplyDeleteVery cool - My gran has a pic of Houdini jumping off Newport bridge
ReplyDeletelegend, they should make a movie based on him
ReplyDeleteI love the minimalism of it
ReplyDeletethank you that was very interesting..
ReplyDeleteVery stark, yet very poignant at the same time!
ReplyDeleteserious respect for Houdini. Looks kinda ripped there also...who'd have thought.
ReplyDeleteRespect for houdini!
ReplyDeleteLoved the google logo too :P
Nice post! I love watching magic. Check out my new blog, puzzledyet.blogspot.com if you haven't already!
ReplyDeleteBit deep for Houdini? It didn't once mention his blantent bondage fetish :P
ReplyDeletegreat poem
ReplyDeletegood poem, nice blog
ReplyDelete+ follower:)
glad that Harry doesn't have to GTFO
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