Tuesday, July 29, 2014

remains to be seen
an unknown  haplogroup
a patronym
a river

remains to be seen

after practice

with patience

clearly

Monday, July 28, 2014

57 degrees in summer
knowing what is
and what is not

Saturday, July 26, 2014

"An ancient pot is not a people."
sequencing genome
designating haplogroup
there are ghosts in these numbers and letters

how can it be otherness within a mind
so fundamentally imaginative?


i am looking at a photo of an ivory cup
dionysos triumphing in india
byzantium mid-6th century ce
a gift of j. pierpont morgan
acquired by the metropolitan museum of art
1917

one war to another
walking 7 miles (11.2654 kms) does not ease restlessness.
i arrive, by consent, at the same point of departure.

the ring finger, left hand, lower phalange, dislocates w/o your wedding band.
this occurs frequently since you died.

small rabbits are not afraid of me.
i try to tell them humans are dangerous. we have cars and dogs.
they are skeptical.

there are too many ants in the garden this year.
they are ants, not termites.
that's the good news.

my friends have to disappear into their lives.
i have anticipated that, but am still a bit dazed by the abruptness.

of course there is the illusion of order.
that is called time.

of course there is  is.
that is called life -


with no enduring stability.







Friday, July 25, 2014

hypocritical delivery

"I'm fine."
"It's under consideration."
"We are awaiting further results."
"It's complicated."
"I'd rather not say."

"Thank you for calling."

in the studio

water black
light white
see these
two
viewed together for
8 hours

paint weary

she  stops  thinking.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

this the summer you are not
these the flowers you cannot see
the cool wind means nothing

the cicadas heard me
whisper
"death, the end maker"
and sang on anyway




Monday, July 21, 2014

90

she's
small
slim
long-haired
clear

with a garden
(weeded)
house
(spotless)

drives a cadillac!

says, "get in. we're going somewhere."






fox barks
2 nights in a row

big moons! small foxes!

before dinner in the garden
she saw dust colored birds
moving like brown water among the plants

filming water
salem
calls to me
and allows me to kiss the air beside his cheek like a mother

I walked dusk on sunday
lonely for your simple expression of
presence

I cry in celebration
looking up at the moon

warning

desire is breaking down the door

huginn and muninn meet cicero

Imagine!
The eloquence and decipherment!
The style, the delivery, the caws!


Thursday, July 17, 2014

studio (study)

sometimes I wonder if I am too quiet for this profession
I prefer crayfish to car seats
water to parties
my love of life
filtered through
one
summer cold
drop of light

this

lasts longer
when listened to.

image of (May 7 1915)

Vanderbilt and Frohman
tying life jackets to baby baskets
a Moses armada
off Ireland
men and babies
survived sinking
taken by turbulence

honoria

Justa Grata
born to Placidia
who intervened
when
she chose Attila
and he chose her
a slur to her brother

afterwards
no record of death or slavery

I prefer her here
in unclear history
a mystery



aloysius

rich
young
sick
dead
blessed

driven by
dwelt in
meant for
all about





Tuesday, July 15, 2014



grieving for what does not exist

bhikku says
see
how your heart failed you








Sunday, July 13, 2014

haenyo


she fishers
see
many dreams
that deepen
over time

these divers record them:

brothers flat broke
mothers wanting riches
houses needing repairs


women with lungs like full bladders
age in this blue
daughter to grandmother
holding life for fifteen, twenty minutes
for years
for each other


dream of


20 meters of breathing
20 meters of being


you








p       i       t       c       h

single tones turn

s o u n d     to     s o n g
"the sorrows of the world are margins of hope"

two dreams

the first

you in profile
walking younger
through rooms
a snail's pace
holding balloons

the second

an open 1628 treatise on color
blind blue
sudden yellows
a radiance
an integration
of Guo Xi
Dutch gold

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

p i t c h











fishers

a family of


quiet

ignoring signs

to not walk near water


the one most remembered

winding white line about

a short rod

like a spindle

her toes

slightly touching the river



is

something