Stealing Sweet Apple Pears

Audio–Stealing Sweet Apple-Pears

We could not walk away from the wet mouthed joy
of the palm-sized apple-pears
stolen at a speed of one hundred steps an hour
from the tree in Mr. Willie’s backyard

       each bite to come

  worth the bare-foot procession over spurned alley trash
and fallen branches petrified against the barren, rootless earth

each of our shirt-baskets
full to the wide-eyed brim with yellow-green and crimson delight

our mouths already full of last summer’s remembrance:
zest and tang and pith and running

we could not

not even when he stood watching
his ratty bathrobe tied into a knot
the same patterned knot that tied his Viet-damned soul
tied it so tightly that this battle for pears
was his only connection to the world still outside of him

tied and ragged
ragged and red and yellowed and bruised
as much like his wounds on the battleground
torn into strips and shreds and being pulled away from him

like the skin of his plump, backyard fruit
between our teeth

gathered between the supple lips of our youth

pulled and suckled away from the meat and the seed

each bite
each crimson and yellow-green oddest oval globe
taking our teeth like first and last
lovers

each fruit
licking back against our tongues
lapping back into the canyon of our bite
claiming that moment of fulfillment
cajoling our senses toward the next summer’s delight
creating the answers to the questions of pleasure

each of those fruits
come so graciously year after year to that tree
come so tauntingly aromatic on the first day winds
come so wickedly olive-to-sanguine
and finally to wasted, fallen,  saffron fodder for the night creature’s to taste

We
We could not walk away from the wet mouthed joy
of the palm-sized apple-pears
dangling so much like desire
swaying in the lilting southern summer siroccos
like radio music from air-condition less cars
and the sweet, sweet flask of bay rum spilled onto the barber’s smock
and the yelping night hounds trapped, swollen in mid-hump out back of the fence
and
the from heaven falling
out of Mr. Willie’s apple-pear tree
having never landed and bounced against the earth

rather,
dangling
flying
circling and spinning and pendulant from a branch
my face turned crimson
my pants ripped into a knotted gash
and Mr. Willie
coming finally through the screen door
knife
in hand

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Copyright 1996 Jas. C. Mardis  All Rights Reserved

Exhibition alert

“My Suspicious Crown” original fabric, African print and leather pyrography on an heirloom table runner. Hanging art. From the “Just A Crown” series 2021
“A Child Sings, “Amazing Grace” 24”x36” giclee with original text by Artist
“Ol’ Catfish” original fabric design and leather pyrography portrait, quilted fabric art.

“Still Too Many Rivers” original fabric design, leather pyrography portrait and text with sari accent and quilting.

“My, I’m Not Even Listening, Crown” fabric art and leather pyrography with thread painting and quilting. Hanging Art.
“Still Too Many Rivers Ahead” original fabric design and leather pyrography portrait with fabric manipulation and quilting. Hanging Art.
“My”Child, Please” Crown Sculpture 16”x16” Hammered metal armature and original leather pyrography portrait with ochre African beading and leather strapping.
“The Gandy Dancers: Sang Dirty” fabric and triple leather pyrography portraits with hand-piecing quilting round.
“Sorrow’s Crown” leather pyrography portrait with vinyl accents under a spot light for effect. 8”x8” (show framed and matting)

“Girl Crowns” leather pyrography multiple image piece.
“Girl on the Porch” Leather Pyrography Portrait
“The Curious Boy” fabric with thread painting, ribbon painting, image manipulation and image printing with crochet elements and leather corners.
“The Man Who Knows All” Leather Pyrography Portrait
Migration
BigMama Crown

Cedars Union Art Equity Award

2021 begins with the Art Equity Award at The Cedars Union Art Incubator, Dallas, Texas. They have a Juki, everything Adobe and a wood shop, among other things. Looks like my first project is a cot in the corner🤔. I’m joined by fellow Artists, Phallon and Molly. 🎉

2021 begins with an award and Art Incubator at The Cedars Union-Dallas, Texas

Your Face

Touch here: your-face-1.m4a

For Natalie

I saw your face today

    the one you rarely show 
the one with all the sunlight in the shadows 
    the one that says 
        we should have met a year ago
          and run thru a park with old kites
           made from comics & on short strings
        and flown them just above our heads
      so that when people pointed at us
   we could fall on the grass and pretend to be reading the funnies over and over again

New_Exhibition_8/15

Save the date for this upcoming exhibition!! We are excited to share that Ciara Elle Bryant is curating the first physical exhibition in the new 500X space!! Vivrant Thang features the work of 12 artists including Jeremy Biggers, Ari Brielle, Ciara Elle Bryant, Xxavier Carter, LaShonda Cooks, Danielle Demetria, Jer’Lisa Devezin, Elizabeth Hill, David Jeremiah, Jas Mardis, Jamilia Mendez, and Desiree Vaniecia.

There will be a virtual reception on August 15th from 7:00-8:30 pm CST. Vivrant Thang will be on view from August 15 through September 6, 2020 at 500X Gallery. The new gallery address is 516 Fabrication Street, Dallas, TX 75212. Vivrant Thang will be available to view virtually on http://www.500x.org and in the gallery on Saturdays and Sundays, by appointment only. More details to come soon! Be on the lookout for upcoming social media posts about the participating artists!