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Saturday, October 31, 2009
Spearesques 7
The core of it? Withdraw your hand and ask my pulse
Ignore the drop it feels at plunging such a deep chasm?
Bodies snap as they tumble, granite tosses them:
So say engineers of violence. Ask science why hearts break --
They smash against deaf other hearts.
My Gant In Your Face!
You've dishonored me and my literary studies!
Though I respect numeracy as much as any technophage on this planet,
Sensitivity to the 'aesthetic' of reading and of writing
Double-layers thinking over feeling, feeling over thinking:
The 'stereoptics' of a full humanity.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
With A Sistine Swagger
A man of some connotation, this, rough meat:
The sine qua non of me, the body.
On what head otherwise to stretch the balaclava
With what fist to grip the stick to break the glass
How at the same time lie at the Inn of the Open Sky
Expecting with lame hand the swooping-in Finger
The sine qua non of me, the body.
On what head otherwise to stretch the balaclava
With what fist to grip the stick to break the glass
How at the same time lie at the Inn of the Open Sky
Expecting with lame hand the swooping-in Finger
Morning Stop, Morning Start
Coffee-house women
So clean their function, to punch up your mood
Social women and so pretty
An old man seems a suitor
Awakes to put the question.
They infuse, they steam, they perk.
Political 'Science'
A minority.
Being on a thin branch
When the strong wind
Wants to uproot the whole tree.
Even here.
Even in the Land of the Free.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Plenitude
If we grow by our mistakes
There's never been an hour I've wasted.
If we 'waste not, want not',
Then I want for nothing.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Mortar Board
Why not get a mind
Before they ask you to lose it?
The Long Hello
Sink into reading
Not like quicksand
Not like sleep
Like loss of self in orgasm
Though not an 'obliteration in pleasure'
But 'rebirth in understanding'.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Spearesques 6
Velli: Odd codpiece, sirrah!
Erasmo: More better said a frontispiece.
Velli: You plough not, then, from within, the virgin earth?
Erasmo: If minds were soil, a bounteous crop result.
Friday, October 23, 2009
This Land Is 'Our' Land
30 percent of America is so sectarian ('How sectarian is it?) -- it's so sectarian that it wants my mouth shut and my genitals kept waiting for a rainy day, at 98.6 degrees in unobtrusive cotton.
Lawn mowed. DIY. Children at mental age 8 until marriage. Thoughts so repressed that repression itself seems like a love-in.
The Village Elder says: Hate thyself without knowing it.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Functional Employee
So she says It's going to rain.
Then, In two weeks I'm going to Mexico.
Finally, she says, I'm menstruating.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Spearesques 5
Hearts, were they ears listening utmost, hear worst,
And worse, straining to catch whate'er the breezes blow, go deaf.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Watch The Baton You're Swinging, Sir!
Did I make the point yet.
Has it appeared here.
Did my lips suggest.
A foray go in the direction of.
That it should be clear that.
Davy Crockett humor, not what it is.
Should one consider that proposition.
Misshapen as Richard III's backbone come the words from.
Entertainment, no, sir.
That Rush Limbaugh is just 5 'mother-may-I' steps from the Brown Shirts
Friday, October 16, 2009
Spearesques 4
What she tears up grew from her head.
She deracinates,
And from the ditches cut along her arm
Disrange the irrigations meant for fertile mind.
Spearesques 3
All sense lost from mind, all mind lost to sense
A toad in whose own amphibious ejaculate seems must seek the world
Its sustenance from marine bounty.
Loneliness Of A Long Distance Word Guy
More market for me
To polka in a jock strap and pasties
Than for my writing
Spearesques 2
Assorted:
Between earth's bread and sky's
Lie I to be eaten
True to be taken as a purgative
That trusting her will clear your bond
Once taken, twice corrupted
What, ho?
What? 'Ho'?
Spearesques 1
This glass in hand holds absence of reflection.
Moving tongue and queried eye, razored cheek to else belong.
What should be echo is soundless.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Side Pocket
The only 8-balls I've known have not had any magic about them that you'd want.
(I try to race ahead of any that I see).
Nothing To Be Done
Beckett On Film.
The difference between theater and cinema.
These films, done by a dozen (or two dozen?) directors.
Plays, originally. Films now. No 'filmic' director would experiment so; these tried holding true to drama, which is to say, words and gesture and tradition of thematic depth.
Exploration, sure, not just 'stage'.
Absences, sure, audience and players years and miles apart.
Intellectual edge.
Beckett's humor. Oppressive. Pathetic. A wry reality dressed down.
Hidden Agenda
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Monday, October 12, 2009
Perspectival Event
Indigenous Peoples' Day: truly Columbus Day and vice versa?
What a straw in the wind seems political effort against the cliffs of tradition.
All rocks are meant to stand. Until erosion.
Classical Balance, American Style
Rocket attack, west.
Rocket attack, east.
A blonde, a red.
Brunette, brunette.
100 proof in an hour.
80 proof in 48 minutes.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Gullible's Bunions
Fitly riding an eohippus, at my height.
Messaging my gums with the tail of a stegosaur, gingivitically sound.
Bac spore in the belly of a prehist insect saved in amber: talisman of health held in a chain around my neck.
Tatthetics
The face of Queequeg.
The left arm of a Yakuza.
Both legs pictorially dangling ropes of spice from Jezreel.
In The Rotation
Currently, for those with one whit of interest:
Collected Poems: Phillip Larkin
The Great Code: Northrup Frye
A People's Tragedy: Orlando Figes
Cultural Amnesia: Clive James
Selected Poems: Anna Akhmatova
An Empire Of Their Own: Neil Gabler
War And Peace: Leo Tolstoy
Some of these are quite newly added, some around and pecked at/set down/resurgent for as long as almost 3 years. All of the above so fascinating as to dwarf the random occurrences of daily life which often succeed only when they're survived.
These works of art live.
Utensil
The thin metal fork in the metal basin of the work room.
It has lain there since Spring.
It's been just there.
It has lain there since Spring.
It's been just there.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Tube Tying
Television.
You've got to have seen a lot of it in order to know you shouldn't have seen it at all.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
'Nam' And The Choler It Rises
The Right hates the Left because the Right sees how right the Left is in charging the USA with no longer being right.
The Left hates the Right because the Left sees how right the Right is in charging the USA with no longer being The Power.
The USA doesn't know what it is if not the world's moral corrective.
Unpredictable Predictabilites
My enthusiasm for women with limps.
There was also a hyper-femininely-dressed woman work brought to me a few times a week whose perfume perfectly connected to her natural scent, and she was deaf.
Lispers.
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