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Sprezzatura

excerpt from a work in progress

By Rob AngeliPublished 11 months ago Updated 11 months ago 1 min read
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SPREZZATURA

is the cool of the hipster

studied carelessness and a cultural gauze whose practice was centered in the gaze

the cool effect

mask of the courtier

prehistoric dance-step of life esthetic

transience proved imperfection? PERFECTABILITY of the PERFECTABLE

never perfection and always in progress if not regression

hit the refresh

nothing lasts

nothing is finished

nothing is perfect

but the Cool thought their perfected cynicism was perfect

[fading autumn leaves] SOAVE OBLIVION

a dreamsequence in a piece of throwaway Venetian theater from

whenever

the tears of things and the tears in things are shown

how the eyes and the ears produced

enriched yet subdued experience of such a fine weave and fanning feather

from the basis of some simplicity of line and the effort that guides or has guided it

where grey always muddied the primary colors

a splash of bright elegant/rough

spontaneous or premeditated murder of color

a flash of light

from the darkening dim

restrained in general as a citizen, here on the street for example, but

WALKING A FINE LINE

being and beating the kiosk asshole in the queue, in the metrohole tunneling metropole

sprezzatura of affected appearing unaffected

nonchalance who was while having a nervous breakdown unfeared and fearing, trying to strike fear

into the hearts of

the EFFECTS of a culture of suspicion and deception even though a clingy little dayglow WeWorld

and a beingwith

like tangled clusters, schools of fish, influenced and influencers, entwining a vast human

shape, inscribing its features into the crust of the earth

oh the possibilities

the patina or wear on monuments unheeded or wear showing age and the subtle transience of the

whole circus

Cracks in the Sidewalk

repairs of the asphalt

passing along

nothing is perfect

nothing is finished

nothing enduring

SOAVE OBLIVION

just under the pavement

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About the Creator

Rob Angeli

sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt

There are tears of things, and mortal objects touch the mind.

-Virgil Aeneid I.462

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