Listen "“She Has a Body on Her Dress,” 1914"
Episode Synopsis
Ron Padgett reads Blaise Cendrars’s, “She Has a Body on Her Dress,” 1914.
Many Orphist artists attended “Tango Thursdays” at the Bal Bullier dancehall in Paris. Sonia Delaunay observed the sinuous movements of the interlocked dancers, as seen in the painting Bal Bullier, while wearing her Simultaneous Dress, which consisted of multicolored fragments of fabric, extending her colorful forms from painting to life.
Transcript
Padgett: “She Has a Body on Her Dress,” by Blaise Cendrars.
A woman’s body is as bumpy as my skull
Glorious
If you’re embodied with a little spirit
Fashion designers have a stupid job
As stupid as phrenology
My eyes are kilos that weigh the sensuality of women
Everything that recedes, stands out comes forward into the depth
The stars deepen the sky
The colors undress
“She has a body on her dress”
Beneath her arms heathers hands lunules and pistils when the waters
flow into her back with its blue-green shoulder blades
Her belly a moving disk
The double-bottomed hull of her breasts goes under the bridge of
rainbows
Belly
Disk
Sun
The perpendicular cries of the colors fall on her thighs
The Sword of Saint Michael
There are hands that reach out
In its train the animal all the eyes all the fanfares all the regulars at the
Bal Bullier
And on her hip
The poet’s signature
Many Orphist artists attended “Tango Thursdays” at the Bal Bullier dancehall in Paris. Sonia Delaunay observed the sinuous movements of the interlocked dancers, as seen in the painting Bal Bullier, while wearing her Simultaneous Dress, which consisted of multicolored fragments of fabric, extending her colorful forms from painting to life.
Transcript
Padgett: “She Has a Body on Her Dress,” by Blaise Cendrars.
A woman’s body is as bumpy as my skull
Glorious
If you’re embodied with a little spirit
Fashion designers have a stupid job
As stupid as phrenology
My eyes are kilos that weigh the sensuality of women
Everything that recedes, stands out comes forward into the depth
The stars deepen the sky
The colors undress
“She has a body on her dress”
Beneath her arms heathers hands lunules and pistils when the waters
flow into her back with its blue-green shoulder blades
Her belly a moving disk
The double-bottomed hull of her breasts goes under the bridge of
rainbows
Belly
Disk
Sun
The perpendicular cries of the colors fall on her thighs
The Sword of Saint Michael
There are hands that reach out
In its train the animal all the eyes all the fanfares all the regulars at the
Bal Bullier
And on her hip
The poet’s signature
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