A Picture of a Gone World: Haarlem 1979
Photograph by James Steeber, textual accompaniment by P.B. Warrington
Sound file: (P.B. Warrington reads “Picture of a Gone World”)
Now: Late February, almost 102, Ferlinghetti the Man is gone. The non-Beat, a Bohemian in bowler speaking with jazz from Amram, made City Lights for all the gone people. Before: The hotel lobby is clear pinnacle, "Man, it's a gone image." The radio in the background bringing local gossip or the latest Koninklijke Haarlemsche FC match. Gone, now that satellites bring seeing not listening. Acrid smell of burning tobacco that made its way through the Balkans. Gone like the Egyptian rice paper holding the tobacco. Sounds of conversations, information. The words are gone like currencies. The ideas last. "Die Heilige Maschine”, the Astoria, schussing like Olympians as it fills the hotel lobby with espresso desires. An Astoria never goes, always crosses generations. A quick radio news update to the superpower sending tanks into the Hindu Kush. A long way off, but something's in the wind moving into the softening table talk. All time is "before the war." The lowered voices always there. The sounds drift and fade. The thoughts laid bare forever.
I have had this photograph in my collection for so long that it is wonderful to see it given the life of such alert and glorious textual observation.