Archive for the ‘Irvine’ Category


Tuesday, February 22nd, 1983

Same concept in different context

same concept as a subset of itself

sometimes I glimpse strange ropes

amid the tangle

arch forms thru the many

extensibles, a calculus

to the structure’s algebra

I wonder what thought forms await us

computer man


Irvine at Pick

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1983-04-04 586

Monday, April 4th, 1983


So we choose what we want to decorate our lives

and then find ourselves in empty rooms

with mocking mirrors and the riddle

of how everything can be just as we wanted it

and yet so utterly empty and unfulfilling

I walk these rooms and wait the clock

twist against frustration and strive to see the truth

but I carry weapons against the deadness;

love and memories, pictures and words

faces and touches, family names

they can’t break me on their pressures

though sometimes they send me out

to stumble blank-eyed

from the wicked press of incomprehension

as long as there are children’s smiles

and a woman’s love

I can survive


Irvine at Pick

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —


Monday, April 11th, 1983

We erode against our experiences.

In the end we have nothing but our name

and our memories

All the things we were going to do

All those things we believed in

All that we thought we had become

Is washed from us by our own historical dialectic.

We give birth to ourselves, but do not survive.

I try in the mornings to focus my intent

but in the evenings seldom have more

than just the memories of where I’ve been

These paper scraps, the only trail I leave.


11 April 83, Irvine

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —