Immature Reflection on “Great” Art (After Reading Duchamp)

Boring Critic:
“Does this novelty have sufficient escape velocity
To rise above the gravity of the past?”
Plans were made for a futuristic city
Time was counted beyond its seeming last.
Dung Heap:
This question was not properly framed at all.
Time is but the trajectory of chaotic messiness:
This, surely, is a lovely mess;
That, the future of the last “Crane-and-Waterfall.”
“Great” art is such a flop after all…
Your part, the whole, the sparrow, a blind mole:
Why, yesterday I saw beauty (as beauty) in a rice bowl.

Fountain – by Marcel Duchamp. Photograph by Felix Clay.

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