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Archive for May, 2007

Video Poem: Several Rainbows


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Poem: Several Rainbows

SEVERAL RAINBOWS
Several rainbows gathered around a drinking straw
knowing they had an angelic mission but
getting momentarily confused so they
fluttered and irridesced nevertheless and the
drinker at that straw saw intense white
light and fell back in ecstasy
Then the red end of the spectrum suddenly remembered so they
detached themselves from the straw and
flew across town in an incandescent pinpoint
until [...]

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Poem: The Barest Handhold

THE BAREST HANDHOLD
I don’t even know what I know
much less what I don’t know
A Chinese laundry full of coats and shirts
knows more than I know
Boats at sea heading toward a faint light in fog
have a better idea than I do
and get there with more grit and determination
The night seems to have fallen onto the
earth like [...]

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sound-of-earths-rotation.mp3

THE SOUND OF EARTH’S ROTATION
There’s the sound of the earth’s rotation as it
swings past space friction a kind of
squeak audible in peoples’ speech patterns to the
most attuned ear or audible in the upturn at the
end of birds’ song lines the last notes
ascending in a disintegrating splatter
or in the way lovers while getting to know each
other [...]

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THE GOLDEN DOME OF THE SACRED TOMB
Lights in the distant tavern flicker invitingly
over a roaring gorge and an avalanche cataract
where many folk drown
I’ve seen splendor in floors of polished marble and in your eyes
O human beings almost entirely unaware of your own beauty
Seven mushrooms under a shady tree count if there are
any more mushrooms to [...]

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IN THE THEATER OR BETTER YET THE CIRCUS
In the theater or better yet the circus
the elephants come out then the dancing bear then
cages on wheels with lions in them then maybe some
horses cantering prettily then usually the
clowns as many and as varied as possible doing really
nothing but seeming to be fully committed to
whatever it is [...]

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Poem / Our Children

OUR CHILDREN
The children that we have
become the teachers that will break us into bits
Our staunch confrontations with the world
pulverized or tested
Back across the bent backs of our parents
and ancestors
as if all the generations were tied to a dock
waiting for us to skip rocks across their bows
in the arctic with floating ice-chunks
or the tropics [...]

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A ROCK
A rock sat on its rocky pile one day
and contemplated its existence
“I may have been tossed here” he thought to
his schistose self his minute cragginess his mountainous
minuteness
“by some agency out of the blue torn from some
far rock bed or thrust up from some seismic bowels
but here I am now in all kinds of
weather presently [...]

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