David Patrone
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David Patrone
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Jazz Entertainer, Vocalist, Poet, US Marine, OTR CDL Driver, Ski Instructor, Advaita Vedantist, Convicted Felon, et cetera.
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I lived in #southerncalifornia for 25 years and forgot that the #tapwater in #losangeles and #sandiego smells and tastes like they use the same additives required in #naturalgas to discourage people from consuming it. #notsafeforhumanconsumption #nonpotable #badwater #pollution #corruption
December 26, 2024 at 3:56 AM
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Check out my #poetry account: @napkindiary.bsky.social

David Patrone’s #napkindiaries are a collection of #poems and reflections, captured on #cocktailnapkins with an #Underwood #typewriter.

#aphorism #koan #selfpublished #author #chapbook #mixedmedia #literature
This picture is a very close-up image of a poem that has been typed with a vintage Underwood typewriter onto a common, paper, cocktail napkin. The napkin contains 8 lines of a longer poem, titled "Mistaken Identity" which is included below in the post description. Each line has almost the same number of characters and this makes the poem look like almost a perfect square. Also typed at the bottom of the poem is a hashtag for napkindiaries and the initials of the author, "--dbwii" The typeset and the filters have created an effect and texture which makes this look almost as if the words are carved in stone. The word Catarpillar is capitalized and spelled like the word catarrhine. Maybe you can figure out why. You can also see the dimples and texture of the napkin design. The words by line are: Line 1: You don't even know Line 2. what you really are Line 3: like the Catarpillar Line 4: fearing the heights; Line 5: watching the flights Line 6: of butterflies cries Line 7: "Oh! I'll never go Line 8: up in one of those!" Line 9: --dbwii Line 10: #napkindiaries I hope that this description was informative and if there is something that I left out, please contact me and I wlll try to make these descriptions more accurate, helpful and entertaining. This image is a picture of the cover art of a book titled "Napkin Diaries" written by David Patrone. The image is an extreme close-up of a napkin with typed letters in lower-case, courier font. This gives the impression that the letters are pressed deeply into the fabric of a cocktail napkin. Dimples in the napkin are visible on the bottom and right edge of the frame. It is a square image, each line of text has the same number of characters which gives the impression of a dark square of text, centered in the square of the image. the lines from top to bottom read: line 1: #napkin line 2: diaries line 3: --david line 4: patrone This picture is a very close-up image of a poem that has been typed with a vintage Underwood typewriter onto a common, paper, cocktail napkin. The napkin appears yellowed with age, with intricate textured patterns. The napkin contains 5 lines of a longer poem. Also typed at the bottom of the poem is a hashtag for napkindiaries and the name of the author, "david patrone". At the very edge of the lower right-hand corner there is a concave curving series of dimples which suggest to the viewer that this is a napkin. The lines from top to bottom read: line 1: The Sublime Displays line 2: don't phase us anymore; line 3: Beauty only reminds us line 4: of giving up on, line 5: who we could have been. line 6: #napkindiaries line7: -david patrone line 8: . the longer poem can be found at the napkin diaries Instagram; but, I will include it here for your convenience: That could be us but no, we're Quite the cute couple, sculpted bodies, soy lattes, seated facing; but eyes facing phones or the morning paper across the table, polite or not polite casual conversations that never break the veil, sad reflections of the Truth, cold companions, neither in nor out of this dance of masks which should only serve to bring the yearning into stark relief, tearing the skin without reaching the itch, But no, so long in this coiffed minuet, linked only by finger clasp, no longer flirting with flight, long forgotten the struggle, the desperate negotiation; we don't even peer at the edge, balancing risk/reward for a cliff dive into fulfillment, versus the bloody tumble and crash of the near miss. The sublime displays don't phase us anymore. Beauty only reminds us of giving up on who we might have been. I hope that this description was informative and if there is something that I left out, please contact me and I wlll try to make these descriptions more accurate, helpful and entertaining. This picture is a very close-up image of a poem that has been typed with a vintage Underwood typewriter onto a common, paper, cocktail napkin. The napkin appears yellowed with age, with intricate textured patterns. The napkin contains 5 lines of a longer poem, titled "Treasure Maps" Also typed at the bottom of the poem is a hashtag for napkindiaries and the initials of the author, "--dbwii. The oldest versions of napkin diaries have this tag for the author instead of David Patrone. The word Catarpillar is capitalized and spelled like the word catarrhine. Maybe you can figure out why... You can also see the dimples and texture of the napkin design. The lines from top to bottom read: line 1: Separate Lives; line 2: Different Paths; line 3: "X" Marks the spot line 4: Where they've crossed: line 5: "Treasure Maps" line 6: david patrone line7: #napkindiaries I hope that this description was informative and if there is something that I left out, please contact me and I wlll try to make these descriptions more accurate, helpful and entertaining.
December 25, 2024 at 9:55 PM