Sunday, September 25, 2011

...Oh I Oh...




a painted response to Banks of the Ohio murder ballad:

Darling say that you'll be mine
In our home we'll happy be
Down beside where the waters flow
On the banks of the Ohio

I took her by her pretty white hand
I led her down that bank of sand
I pushed her in where she would drown
Lord, I saw her as she floated down

2 comments:

  1. Anthony DubovskySeptember 29, 2011 at 11:30 AM

    Now I see it, Hannah--sorry I missed the original. It's more primal than...

    There's a Bertolt Brecht poem (in his "Manual of Piety") called "The Fort Ohio..." something or other (Railroad Gang, maybe?) He obviously LOVED the word--all the mythic world of America--which he'd not yet visited--"die nasse ohio wuchts unten..." (the liquid Ohio rises up from below...)

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  2. Anthony DubovskyOctober 6, 2011 at 1:24 PM

    Ask me about Po Chü-I as well...

    "...for water clarifies the spirit no less than a perfect friend..."

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