Anne Tardos Poems
- Don'T Blame Me Nine 67 Don't blame me, I was hacked, not my ...
- My Love Is Strong Nine 66 My love is strong but more work is ...
- So Quiet Nine 65 It’s so quiet today—don’t know what to ...
- Lacan Says Nine 64 Lacan says to "Eat your existence, ...
- Letting Go It's the ego that lets go of the ego. A leftist ...
- A Life A life terminated is still a life, while a life about ...
- Nine, 40 Take a good look, she says about her inventory. ...
Anne Tardos is a poet, visual artist, and composer born in Cannes, France. She lived as a small child in German-occupied Paris, then after the war moved with her parents to Budapest, where she learned Hungarian. The Hungarian revolution resulted in her having then to move to Vienna, where she learned German and attended a French high school. After completing high school, she spent two years in Paris. In 1966 she moved to the United States. Tardos received her education in film and the visual arts, attending the Vienna Film Academy from 1963–65, then the Art Students League of New York, from 1966–70, for which she received grants from the Ford Foundation for the years 1967–70.
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Take a good look, she says about her inventory.
Palatially housed, her inflammatory and multifaceted
set of selves.
Old brain inside the new brain, inside the skull.
The exact velocity of quantum particles cannot be known.
Like wave equations in the space of certain dimensions.
I never thought that things would go this far.
Angular momentum of closely-knit and sexually
Any piece of matter, when heated, starts to glow.
It's that kind of relationship that's built on friction.