Obfuscatory Peroration on Red Grapes

In the course of eating red grapes

one has frequent occasion to notice

presumably unintended esthetically pleasing

configurations of the bunched fruits appearing

at unpredictable intervals which attain

to the condition of Art. I see it as a main task

remaining to me in these last two or three decades

allotted to me of life to make what record I can

of these happy accidents and to report on them

in an ever-increasingly baroque syntax

and involutedly nuanced timbre, tone & manner

so that as we proceed the contrast

between the evermore impenetrable

explication-de-fruits-comme-l'art

and the frankly accessible indeed by comparison

simple beauty of the revealed grapes will act

to frame them so ornately that we shan't be able

to see them as anything but the unforced paradigms

of a new category of organic allure so astonishing

in impact that we shall have to alter the way

we think and to investigate heretofore unquestioned

assumptions about who and/or what

allows creation at this elevated level to transpire

which will prepare us to examine the likelihood

that what we imagined to be evidence

of agency or intention may not after all be more

than an obfuscatory psychic ploy to distract us

from the real event whose methods & effects

do not remotely follow any system of production

we have ever known. I would continue like this

till the grapes and all trace of the space

I take up are entirely gone.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_R_baXjy9Yk

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