Sunday, December 30, 2012
a country
what you call yourselves
the many of you
changes with millenia
as language rises and falls
what you call
the sound of it
once clear
becomes
a bird's note
unintelligible
(perhaps beautiful)
the word for yourselves
is the my
in country
land is
without you
namelessly
indelible
important to itself
the many of you
changes with millenia
as language rises and falls
what you call
the sound of it
once clear
becomes
a bird's note
unintelligible
(perhaps beautiful)
the word for yourselves
is the my
in country
land is
without you
namelessly
indelible
important to itself
love
I
would die
rather
than let this
hit word leave my
hard mouth.
I would crawl up stairs
gasping
for air
to breathe
forgiveness.
I pray
108 times twice.
I repay
an old debt
with interest.
Fear and anger -
I have
tidal surges.
I tithe
to you
3000
prostrations.
I tithe to you
all that is left
of love.
would die
rather
than let this
hit word leave my
hard mouth.
I would crawl up stairs
gasping
for air
to breathe
forgiveness.
I pray
108 times twice.
I repay
an old debt
with interest.
Fear and anger -
I have
tidal surges.
I tithe
to you
3000
prostrations.
I tithe to you
all that is left
of love.
glass bones
The bog ate the milkiness -
transparency an afterward
Bog bodies,
peat icicles
Glass bones-
I think for days now
on those slender
flutes,
playing underfoot.
transparency an afterward
Bog bodies,
peat icicles
Glass bones-
I think for days now
on those slender
flutes,
playing underfoot.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
27.12.12
Son returns from China
kisses you warm
on Christmas eve
you die
slipping on ice
warning -
you'll fall!
"9 weeks ago",
grieves granddaughter,
"I had 4. Now 2 !"
after
after this
she saw the doctor
he wrote (large, emphatically)
C O N T A G I O U S !
after that
she thawed a lie
trying to lose it
a p o l o g i s e d
(awkwardly, insincerely)
after all
she said
even Hitler had something -
all of us do.
she saw the doctor
he wrote (large, emphatically)
C O N T A G I O U S !
after that
she thawed a lie
trying to lose it
a p o l o g i s e d
(awkwardly, insincerely)
after all
she said
even Hitler had something -
all of us do.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
christmas
moon waxing gibbous
-6 C
on this holy day
find yourself an elephant
or
find yourself
alone
-6 C
on this holy day
find yourself an elephant
or
find yourself
alone
Saturday, December 22, 2012
lucid dream 1
children
fear
again and again
changes
us
as we
them
changes
everything
this dream
one fear after another -
one
one
one.
fear
again and again
changes
us
as we
them
changes
everything
this dream
one fear after another -
one
one
one.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
snow ll
second grey day
yellow, orange
trucks
building the bridge
white sky
dry streets
workers
ready
to know
when
to stop
to start
yellow, orange
trucks
building the bridge
white sky
dry streets
workers
ready
to know
when
to stop
to start
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
first snow
triangulum mid sky
orion rising
there
jupiter in taurus
uranus among
whales and fishes
billions blink
among
several sandy inches of snow
orion rising
there
jupiter in taurus
uranus among
whales and fishes
billions blink
blowing
drifting
among
several sandy inches of snow
Sunday, December 16, 2012
some things
dream book (lucid)
black water (beauty)
slippers
seon (staying here now)
lunch
walk
clean brushes
clean spirit
black water (beauty)
slippers
seon (staying here now)
lunch
walk
clean brushes
clean spirit
pain 2
So
some thing untouchable
lifts every voice
when you look at it
a lost child is a firefly
lights up the struggle
to be in this
beautiful world
it's not a pain that sits still
it dances and sings and plays
around your heart
you sit still
and breathe
and see it
follow its dragon
as it rides the sky
and rains upon us
everything
everything
Bandi fireflies
green glow love
winter dragon's white flame wings
everything
everything
some thing untouchable
lifts every voice
when you look at it
a lost child is a firefly
lights up the struggle
to be in this
beautiful world
it's not a pain that sits still
it dances and sings and plays
around your heart
you sit still
and breathe
and see it
follow its dragon
as it rides the sky
and rains upon us
everything
everything
Bandi fireflies
green glow love
winter dragon's white flame wings
everything
everything
Friday, December 14, 2012
pain
didn't believe
but true
20 children killed
and teachers too
the matricide
suicide
maybe more horror
this evening
enough
for streets of parents
husbands
wives
lovers
it's her birthday tonight
with a cake
it's enough to be silent
pray joy
pray joy
when they are ready
but true
20 children killed
and teachers too
the matricide
suicide
maybe more horror
this evening
enough
for streets of parents
husbands
wives
lovers
it's her birthday tonight
with a cake
it's enough to be silent
pray joy
pray joy
when they are ready
if
if
i examine my practice
i like small thing-ness
copper leafed boxes of wood and water
flint cast-offs and toy castaways
in what my parents called good materials
plant cloth, metal, and glass,
fine dried wood, stone and earth
i like retrieving
memories
that are not memories
but present states
which is
i think
my job
if
i have eyes
i examine them
clean up
sweep the floors of my house
so i can see in all directions
i like small soul gestures
a mudra, a syllable of god -
the repetition of a kyrie
or faded midrash
a bead
masbaha or subha(99)
mala (108)
rosary (54, 150)
or
komboloi (33)
if i make
39 metal pools for a teaspoon of black water
a 110 metal beaded mala
as clumsy and heavy
as beautiful broken and drilled stones
i make thing-ness that expands me
one cm at a time
i examine my practice
i like small thing-ness
copper leafed boxes of wood and water
flint cast-offs and toy castaways
in what my parents called good materials
plant cloth, metal, and glass,
fine dried wood, stone and earth
i like retrieving
memories
that are not memories
but present states
which is
i think
my job
if
i have eyes
i examine them
clean up
sweep the floors of my house
so i can see in all directions
i like small soul gestures
a mudra, a syllable of god -
the repetition of a kyrie
or faded midrash
a bead
masbaha or subha(99)
mala (108)
rosary (54, 150)
or
komboloi (33)
if i make
39 metal pools for a teaspoon of black water
a 110 metal beaded mala
as clumsy and heavy
as beautiful broken and drilled stones
i make thing-ness that expands me
one cm at a time
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Lux, lucia lungta - december 13
braving darkness
buried at noon today
your lungtas, lucia
to rise
like cloud mountains
dancing in the sky
on
Easter's day
buried at noon today
your lungtas, lucia
to rise
like cloud mountains
dancing in the sky
on
Easter's day
happy birthday steve buscemi
(among others)
heinrich heine
mary todd lincoln
under this new moon no blues,
think of the champ, archie moore
to whom my brother in law, long ago,
introduced his then small children
you're somebody's hero, too, steve buscemi
happy birthday steve
play a little rimsky korsakov
hum the strums of carlos montoya
read steve
this poem's pick kenneth patchen
live it up
an artist needs art
like he needs his heart
aymeric and nicholas of belgium are 7
7 and 13 - 2 for 2 primes - princes too!
that's pretty fine, steve
prime time
it's that kind of year
believe steve
things are looking up ben bernacke's birthday too
he's no fool
went to school
i wish you a green and fruitful day
green and great as Haida Gwai
in an Emily Carr canvas
both green wishes, steve, for growth
so
know
because you are
all of this
i wish
you
steve buscemi
you
happy birthday
heinrich heine
mary todd lincoln
under this new moon no blues,
think of the champ, archie moore
to whom my brother in law, long ago,
introduced his then small children
you're somebody's hero, too, steve buscemi
happy birthday steve
play a little rimsky korsakov
hum the strums of carlos montoya
read steve
this poem's pick kenneth patchen
live it up
an artist needs art
like he needs his heart
aymeric and nicholas of belgium are 7
7 and 13 - 2 for 2 primes - princes too!
that's pretty fine, steve
prime time
it's that kind of year
believe steve
things are looking up ben bernacke's birthday too
he's no fool
went to school
i wish you a green and fruitful day
green and great as Haida Gwai
in an Emily Carr canvas
both green wishes, steve, for growth
so
know
because you are
all of this
i wish
you
steve buscemi
you
happy birthday
bus mudras*
the holy everyday
if you look
crooked glasses and teeth
soft and musty like a bruised plum
repeating your plea
i am hungry
i am hungry
your florescent vest
if i'd looked
tells
disabled
but i have something
to think about, Song Chol
fool
who's the fool?
you gave her a handful of chips
which she happily chomped
isn't that why we're here?
you smiling Christmas
as the older gentleman
did as he got off
and i blessed you then
for waking me up to
the what is this
for what it is
* dedicated to all passengers, especially to the midday northbound 67 bus - 20 ksepana mudra 29 vajra mudra 42 atmanjali mudra
if you look
crooked glasses and teeth
soft and musty like a bruised plum
repeating your plea
i am hungry
i am hungry
your florescent vest
if i'd looked
tells
disabled
but i have something
to think about, Song Chol
fool
who's the fool?
you gave her a handful of chips
which she happily chomped
isn't that why we're here?
you smiling Christmas
as the older gentleman
did as he got off
and i blessed you then
for waking me up to
the what is this
for what it is
* dedicated to all passengers, especially to the midday northbound 67 bus - 20 ksepana mudra 29 vajra mudra 42 atmanjali mudra
shroud
Sturdy
unbleached
muslin
placed in the earth
during Advent
over-wintered
Easter
spring
resurrection.
washed and hung
lungta
dream
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
12 12 12
is 9
is 108
is
is
a hot spring hidden in blue clay
is the realisation of being
loved
cared for
free
is number numerable
is
is
now
is 108
is
is
a hot spring hidden in blue clay
is the realisation of being
loved
cared for
free
is number numerable
is
is
now
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
walk
through
through
through
walk through
the integration of
movement
feeling
thought
clear clean spaces
your life
everyday your life
walk through it
through
through
walk through
the integration of
movement
feeling
thought
clear clean spaces
your life
everyday your life
walk through it
Monday, December 10, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
lovelife
Dirty old water -
he called you that.
But I admire you,
desire you.
I choose you,
oh river
in the rain,
at 36 degrees,
to grow old and grey with.
he called you that.
But I admire you,
desire you.
I choose you,
oh river
in the rain,
at 36 degrees,
to grow old and grey with.
celestial positions
ordinal values
14th Baktun begins
the 1st Canon
and its companion retrograde
the beautiful 13th
triplex
the 14th
16th notes, 6 times
the final soggetto
cryptogrammic loveliness
muse mathematics
embracing starry notes and heavenly calculations
that
in truth
are the mind's time
the poetics of our
passage
here.
listening to stars and streams
http://oregonbachfestival.com/digitalbach/goldberg/
"Discovery of BWV 1087
In 1974 a published copy of the Goldberg Variations, first owned by Bach himself, was discovered in private possession in France. Accompanying the manuscript, in Bach's hand, there was attached a single page with fourteen canons on the first eight notes of the Goldberg ground. The discovery of the hitherto unknown manuscript was immediately hailed as the most important addition of a Bach source in recent decades. Of the fourteen canons, only numbers 11 and 13 had been known before 1974. "
"Signature Number?
It is a coincidence, perhaps, that there are fourteen canons in the Goldberg addendum. But to those who are cognizant of Bach's fascination with the number 14 as the sum of the ordinal values of the letters of his name (B+A+C+H), the number of canons in this cycle is more than coincidental. Bach's last major work, Art of the Fugue contains fourteen Contrapuncti, the last of which is the unfinished quadruple fugue in which the third subject is the BACH motive. If the number of canons can be understood to represent the composer's signature number, we might infer that Bach wished for the cycle of canons to represent, just as the Art of the Fugue represents, the last word on the subject. "
Baktun (14)
Bach tune -14 being the sum of the letters of his name (B+A+C+H = 2+1+3+8)
Baktun (14)
Bach tune -14 being the sum of the letters of his name (B+A+C+H = 2+1+3+8)
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
"If we take the advice of the Buddha and other great teachers from the past and continue to practice meditation, we too begin to move away from feeling like we are bombarded by a waterfall of thoughts.
Instead we feel more like we are in the midst of a very powerful thought river. This is not a bad start.
Over time and with practice, it feels like the thoughts bombarding us are more at the pace of a babbling brook or a gentle stream,
which ultimately leads to the mind of wakefulness - a large spacious pond without a ripple on it."
- lodro rinzler
Instead we feel more like we are in the midst of a very powerful thought river. This is not a bad start.
Over time and with practice, it feels like the thoughts bombarding us are more at the pace of a babbling brook or a gentle stream,
which ultimately leads to the mind of wakefulness - a large spacious pond without a ripple on it."
- lodro rinzler
tiger and monk - as thoughts from a museum
Joseph Wright of Derby
an asthmatic Caravaggisti
painted two small girls
dressing a kitten in doll's clothes.
In the candle light, the kitten's
still blueish eyes gaze out.
She's furious.
One of the girls smiles, inviting us to forget this.
Gentle creature!
However, at this moment, the cat, precise, discerning, is caught
before she wrestles free, leaps, and leaves the picture.
Delicious!
Francisco Zurbaran
painted the saint from Assisi
in his tomb
contemplating a skull.
His?
Held like a gourd, crown down,
the shadowed saint in a shadowed tomb
gazes into the
skull's dark pool.
Does he drink cool water
as Wonhyo did?
Delicious!
an asthmatic Caravaggisti
painted two small girls
dressing a kitten in doll's clothes.
In the candle light, the kitten's
still blueish eyes gaze out.
She's furious.
One of the girls smiles, inviting us to forget this.
Gentle creature!
However, at this moment, the cat, precise, discerning, is caught
before she wrestles free, leaps, and leaves the picture.
Delicious!
Francisco Zurbaran
painted the saint from Assisi
in his tomb
contemplating a skull.
His?
Held like a gourd, crown down,
the shadowed saint in a shadowed tomb
gazes into the
skull's dark pool.
Does he drink cool water
as Wonhyo did?
Delicious!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
bridge work
Bridge work continues,
the raised span
inaccessible
for another month or so.
It is not silent,
this inaccessability -
it murmurs, hums for hours each day.
Lost connections
continue to speak.
A cautious communique
is a nod
to the discipline required,
to the expertise
of renewal.
One hopes
it will not be the same,
after bridge work,
going here to there.
the raised span
inaccessible
for another month or so.
It is not silent,
this inaccessability -
it murmurs, hums for hours each day.
Lost connections
continue to speak.
A cautious communique
is a nod
to the discipline required,
to the expertise
of renewal.
One hopes
it will not be the same,
after bridge work,
going here to there.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Walking
An every day walk,
even in the rain,
should recognise you, your life.
There was a hill I walked to,
overlooking a stream in a blind man's park
where thousands of bats fed at sunset.
incorrigibility
A cold city hill
dipped down -
a street became a thousand stars.
Dark school buildings were my pillow.
delusion
Mount Parnassus
rose among the coyotes
and trees, as I walked to
the Pacific through the fog.
panic
A rivelet
in a vast corn field,
where sat
an exhausted pheasant, pointed me north and homeward.
anger
Now
a river full of light
a brook of black water
a sea
a sea -
water walks me home through the hill-less land.
obsession
Tendencies and disturbances, reform.
I walk, I walk, I walk.
사 is a temple
built of walking,
로 the wide avenue
to it.
even in the rain,
should recognise you, your life.
There was a hill I walked to,
overlooking a stream in a blind man's park
where thousands of bats fed at sunset.
incorrigibility
A cold city hill
dipped down -
a street became a thousand stars.
Dark school buildings were my pillow.
delusion
Mount Parnassus
rose among the coyotes
and trees, as I walked to
the Pacific through the fog.
panic
A rivelet
in a vast corn field,
where sat
an exhausted pheasant, pointed me north and homeward.
anger
Now
a river full of light
a brook of black water
a sea
a sea -
water walks me home through the hill-less land.
obsession
Tendencies and disturbances, reform.
I walk, I walk, I walk.
사 is a temple
built of walking,
로 the wide avenue
to it.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
27 challenges, 100,000 petitions
seven hours into the evening ahead
we agree
no
more
talking.
om benza sato hung
27 times
why not repair
in lieu of
reparation?
om benza sato hung
100,000 repetitions
friendship is not
out of the question.
27 times
in less than ten minutes,
is it possible to
renew karma
clean out the soul?
100,000 repetitions
before sleep,
wash all of yourself.
om benza sato hung
27 times
100,00 repetitions
we agree
no
more
talking.
om benza sato hung
27 times
why not repair
in lieu of
reparation?
om benza sato hung
100,000 repetitions
friendship is not
out of the question.
27 times
in less than ten minutes,
is it possible to
renew karma
clean out the soul?
100,000 repetitions
before sleep,
wash all of yourself.
om benza sato hung
27 times
100,00 repetitions
Monday, December 3, 2012
december attachments
Those born under the goat moon
will experience some difficulty-
astronomical calculations of
a vague uneasiness
The moon is waxing gibbous.
Here.
It's 53 degrees fahrenheit.
At
43.0389° N longitude
and
87.9064° W latitude,
the tides
remain
measurably
fortuitous.
The Mayan
end of world
is the
Christian
beginning,
and somewhere in the middle,
a solstice returns.
You are so attached, he said.
Let go
of the moon and mathematics.
Surrender geography, the skies.
Stars,
gods
wane.
Even time wanders away.
Nothing needs you,
not even
yourself.
will experience some difficulty-
astronomical calculations of
a vague uneasiness
The moon is waxing gibbous.
Here.
It's 53 degrees fahrenheit.
At
43.0389° N longitude
and
87.9064° W latitude,
the tides
remain
measurably
fortuitous.
The Mayan
end of world
is the
Christian
beginning,
and somewhere in the middle,
a solstice returns.
You are so attached, he said.
Let go
of the moon and mathematics.
Surrender geography, the skies.
Stars,
gods
wane.
Even time wanders away.
Nothing needs you,
not even
yourself.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Thursday, November 29, 2012
108 stone dreams
saw them
pieces of bodies
nipple
a tuft of hair
a fingernail or claw
blackened
stone
bones
and bodies
stones
of seas bogs brooks
stones
timed
like
Traherne's century
more
or
less
pieces of bodies
nipple
a tuft of hair
a fingernail or claw
blackened
stone
bones
and bodies
stones
of seas bogs brooks
stones
timed
like
Traherne's century
more
or
less
tigress buddha
Completely other?
the same
this blood
this bone
a bit of cloth
underneath
instead of surrounding
Madonna and child
Completely other?
the same
2 mothers
their children
suffer
Completely other?
the same
sacrifice life
sacrifice death
the same
this blood
this bone
a bit of cloth
underneath
instead of surrounding
Madonna and child
Completely other?
the same
2 mothers
their children
suffer
Completely other?
the same
sacrifice life
sacrifice death
Friday, November 16, 2012
uphill walker
We christened her uphill walker,
a stranger slight and determined
who, angling her body for struggle,
pushed forward on the level streets,
as if all inclined
up and away from her.
She had one, or two, leashed shih-tzus
trotting lion-like before her.
She wore heavy clothes,
a parka in late spring,
or a sweater in July,
carried a full backpack.
Her feet seemed tied to earth - she trudged.
I saw her years later,
2 days ago
in the goodwill store,
filling a cart
with the softest, cleanest,
oversized, stuffed animals
-rabbits bears dogs -
of unknown origin and breed.
Her face was older, weathered.
A man was with her, same ash hair and indistinct eyes,
a companion
that never questioned
the animal horde growing in her basket.
I looked into their eyes,
both of them, at separate times -
blunted, closed.
Another cart held bulging backpacks, shopping bags.
Did I imagine one, or two, leashes
hanging limply there?
a stranger slight and determined
who, angling her body for struggle,
pushed forward on the level streets,
as if all inclined
up and away from her.
She had one, or two, leashed shih-tzus
trotting lion-like before her.
She wore heavy clothes,
a parka in late spring,
or a sweater in July,
carried a full backpack.
Her feet seemed tied to earth - she trudged.
I saw her years later,
2 days ago
in the goodwill store,
filling a cart
with the softest, cleanest,
oversized, stuffed animals
-rabbits bears dogs -
of unknown origin and breed.
Her face was older, weathered.
A man was with her, same ash hair and indistinct eyes,
a companion
that never questioned
the animal horde growing in her basket.
I looked into their eyes,
both of them, at separate times -
blunted, closed.
Another cart held bulging backpacks, shopping bags.
Did I imagine one, or two, leashes
hanging limply there?
Dun huang Meditation
Dunhuang
dunes
a dry place
dry as desert AlAin
the silk road slipped
into these caves
and out
arms flung
to touch the edge of sight
centuries of Mongol Muslims
and Ch'an wanderers
left hands in the sand and stone
hamsa, abhaya mudra
fearlessly entering otherness
would Wonhyo's Uisang
have seen Tibet rising in the West?
dunes
a dry place
dry as desert AlAin
the silk road slipped
into these caves
and out
arms flung
to touch the edge of sight
centuries of Mongol Muslims
and Ch'an wanderers
left hands in the sand and stone
hamsa, abhaya mudra
fearlessly entering otherness
would Wonhyo's Uisang
have seen Tibet rising in the West?
Friday, November 9, 2012
the bridge
the bridge
being worked on
rebuilt
will be an open span
at times lifting its middle
high above the water
for larger boats
hungry for open sea or river berth
the earth
around the bridge is bare
as men
clear away an old idea
of what it is
to go from here to there
being worked on
rebuilt
will be an open span
at times lifting its middle
high above the water
for larger boats
hungry for open sea or river berth
the earth
around the bridge is bare
as men
clear away an old idea
of what it is
to go from here to there
between
Here home
I was pissed on
surprised
by it
this scorn for another
my sister says
it's every day for her
a deep distrust
between us
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
tour de stone
In Svendborg
a mouse bridge
dolmen
cold and a
beefhouse
rain boots
langeland
Exmoor
Icelandic
ponies
horned Highland
cattle
a p p l e s
o n i o n s
egg money
near Bagenkop
Dovns Klint
Gulstav Mose
Kelds Nor
fyr lys
sea
sea
sea
Rudkøbing
summerhouse with hole
cats stealing bread
black and white
counted eight
cut trees, open air
a pond
rich Tranekær
high above the harbor
Skovsgaard
passage
paysage
sun
wind
sun
water
sun
sound
kelp
smell
in room
remembering
the
three of us
which cannot be
which is now
a mouse bridge
dolmen
cold and a
beefhouse
rain boots
langeland
Exmoor
Icelandic
ponies
horned Highland
cattle
a p p l e s
o n i o n s
egg money
near Bagenkop
Dovns Klint
Gulstav Mose
Kelds Nor
fyr lys
sea
sea
sea
Rudkøbing
summerhouse with hole
cats stealing bread
black and white
counted eight
cut trees, open air
a pond
rich Tranekær
high above the harbor
Skovsgaard
passage
paysage
sun
wind
sun
water
sun
sound
kelp
smell
in room
remembering
the
three of us
which cannot be
which is now
Langeland's light
found round rocks
on
langeland's
southern tip
the lighthouse
leaking at night
across the sea
laying down on
these round stones
looking up
stars
closing eyes
he said
they slept
tuned to
salt air
waves
windless beach
the
southern poor
in small flailing
houses
rock ground
rough seas
a windless beach
is
wealth too
Sunday, October 14, 2012
4 water properties (Anders Nilsson)
At the bottom of the glass
4 degrees centrigrade
expresses an always a
1. density maximum
an expansion of
water and thought
that,
as it cools, solidifies,
splits stones,
or
breathing in, absorbs warmth.
In liquid its
2. high internal heat capacity
stabilises oceans and climate,
breathing deeply,
rhythmically
4, 4, 4, 4.
While
at
3. 100 degrees centigrade, so high
water boils.
It boils.
Why,
asked,
not a gas?
Then it rises,
exhaling,
above its skin.
4. High surface tension
taut as a drum,
thrums
the feet of spiders and gods,
causes trees to feed
from its
elevated
capillary exaltations.
4 degrees centrigrade
expresses an always a
1. density maximum
an expansion of
water and thought
that,
as it cools, solidifies,
splits stones,
or
breathing in, absorbs warmth.
In liquid its
2. high internal heat capacity
stabilises oceans and climate,
breathing deeply,
rhythmically
4, 4, 4, 4.
While
at
3. 100 degrees centigrade, so high
water boils.
It boils.
Why,
asked,
not a gas?
Then it rises,
exhaling,
above its skin.
4. High surface tension
taut as a drum,
thrums
the feet of spiders and gods,
causes trees to feed
from its
elevated
capillary exaltations.
samsara and lovingkindness
108
defilements
representing
the world's suffering
with each bow
a defilement purified
sound, form, taste,
smell, thought, touch --> 8
good, bad, indifferent --> 6 x 3
craving, non-craving --> 6 x 3 x 2
past, present, future --> 6 x 3 x 2 x 3 = 108
39 stones
39
rare earth yttrium
reacts with water
choose an uneven
number for
balance
toppled
took a look
and
made it stronger
39 times
slant
metal in
and air out
39
pools
for the
muskit
thirst
a
first
39
in time
for All Souls
rare earth yttrium
reacts with water
choose an uneven
number for
balance
toppled
took a look
and
made it stronger
39 times
slant
metal in
and air out
39
pools
for the
muskit
thirst
a
first
39
in time
for All Souls
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
an old man on the riverbank - seferis
I want nothing more than to speak simply
to be granted that grace
because we've loaded even our story
with so much music it's slowly sinking
to be granted that grace
because we've loaded even our story
with so much music it's slowly sinking
Thursday, September 27, 2012
rest
of it
often
__________________________________
time to
put to
__________________________________
assured
in peace
often
__________________________________
time to
put to
__________________________________
assured
in peace
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
feel
sick
happy
wet
mud
eyes
what
stones
chosen
stories
lies
simply unknown
will
the stream, he said
whether dream says so or no
happy
wet
mud
eyes
what
stones
chosen
stories
lies
simply unknown
will
the stream, he said
whether dream says so or no
Monday, September 24, 2012
sores
Orlando -
diabetic
lesions
on legs of
Disney World
walkers
She told
of a man
with a broken neck left to die.
Hadn't seen
sores like those
(in Denmark)
for thirty years.
diabetic
lesions
on legs of
Disney World
walkers
She told
of a man
with a broken neck left to die.
Hadn't seen
sores like those
(in Denmark)
for thirty years.
nearly eighty
her
skin
eyes
teeth
clear
white
doesn't smoke or drink
turns her cheek
when granddaughter
wishes to kiss
her
lips
bought
Egyptian cotton
in Cairo this year
long
white
dress
says out loud
it shall be my shroud
skin
eyes
teeth
clear
white
doesn't smoke or drink
turns her cheek
when granddaughter
wishes to kiss
her
lips
bought
Egyptian cotton
in Cairo this year
long
white
dress
says out loud
it shall be my shroud
2 nights ago
tree top tall
out there in the dark
watching me
this place
no fear
it or I
something from earth and water
that doesn't kill
lives
lives
here
out there in the dark
watching me
this place
no fear
it or I
something from earth and water
that doesn't kill
lives
lives
here
Saturday, September 22, 2012
flashback
A room
where
fear entered my body.
It was all, all.
Mine
to take or break.
Mine.
It said
you are mine.
It was mine again last year
and this.
I have lost my innocence.
Three times.
Three times!
Too much
where
fear entered my body.
It was all, all.
Mine
to take or break.
Mine.
It said
you are mine.
It was mine again last year
and this.
I have lost my innocence.
Three times.
Three times!
Too much
Σ'αγαπώ (i love you)
ἀγάπη
which in Vulgate caritas
though
within it
eros held
that
lovingkindness
gathered too
much
misericordia
chesed
which,
when
wound round
the wounds of
the world
is
θέλημα
desire!
Σ'αγαπώ
encompassing
(nothing)
Everything.
place
your heart here
next to the stream
it rained for hours into the night
what
does
the water pray?
one foot
next to
in front
behind
the Other
boundaries
light fires
last night
watchful waiting
this morning dry
pray
one foot crosses uncrosses
pushes up
with the Other
boundaries
ashes
light
no
more
waiting
1
2
108
1
2
108
next to the stream
it rained for hours into the night
what
does
the water pray?
one foot
next to
in front
behind
the Other
boundaries
light fires
last night
watchful waiting
this morning dry
pray
one foot crosses uncrosses
pushes up
with the Other
boundaries
ashes
light
no
more
waiting
1
2
108
1
2
108
Thursday, September 20, 2012
horses
in all horses
roan
paint
palomino
dunskin
among many variant mutations
merton asked what
4
qualities drive the soul -
love
joy
fear
grief
if we color
them
horses are
never white
really
out there on the mesa
running wildly
the little black dog in a dream
ran round and round
no bigger than a fingernail
spaniel i think
who stepped on it?
broke its tiny leg
its terrible cries
what could be done for the pain
that wouldn't kill
such a small creature?
i
didn't
know
what to do
no bigger than a fingernail
spaniel i think
who stepped on it?
broke its tiny leg
its terrible cries
what could be done for the pain
that wouldn't kill
such a small creature?
i
didn't
know
what to do
brother david
"Our very life depends on everything recurring 'til we answer from within."
-Robert Frost
Vinegar in the dishwater-
the glasses shine.
Pots and pans
carry
prayers to the dinner table
and the cupboard
where they rest.
Washing
grace
wears away the stone
one sinkful at a time.
-Robert Frost
Vinegar in the dishwater-
the glasses shine.
Pots and pans
carry
prayers to the dinner table
and the cupboard
where they rest.
Washing
grace
wears away the stone
one sinkful at a time.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
full corn moon
in september
3 sisters
and
the black rice
ready, gathering
fish in earth
grain in water
geese and marten
moles
the wolves are full
deer by the oven
last berries
brown.
store more.
3 sisters
and
the black rice
ready, gathering
fish in earth
grain in water
geese and marten
moles
the wolves are full
deer by the oven
last berries
brown.
store more.
moons
Hollufgaard moons
August 1st | Full Sturgeon Moon | 11:28 pm |
August 31st | Full Blue Moon | 9:58 am |
September 29th | Full Harvest Moon | 11:19 pm |
October 29th | Full Hunter's Moon | 3:50 pm |
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
hydraulic conversations
under pressure
under water
color without
color within
over under
on
on
understood
to be
stuck
not moving
not still
not stagnant
unknown
resisting
movement
from
within
We fear
the most surprising things;
for example,
starting a conversation
with a strange stream.
under water
color without
color within
over under
on
on
understood
to be
stuck
not moving
not still
not stagnant
unknown
resisting
movement
from
within
We fear
the most surprising things;
for example,
starting a conversation
with a strange stream.
Monday, September 17, 2012
painting
season
dark
no night
no waves
resound
echo
approach color
approach
surface
with
tools
with
eyes.
dark
no night
no waves
resound
echo
approach color
approach
surface
with
tools
with
eyes.
too much baking soda (natron)
For meget bagepulver!
use lemon to hide the taste
bøg
their leaves
eaten when young
pindsvin
living on the green mound
æbler
among us
smør
usaltet
hvedmel
havre
en ovn
a business meeting
in the wood
without
hejs or ties
just
pies
and
hedgehogs
use lemon to hide the taste
bøg
their leaves
eaten when young
pindsvin
living on the green mound
æbler
among us
smør
usaltet
hvedmel
havre
en ovn
a business meeting
in the wood
without
hejs or ties
just
pies
and
hedgehogs
Saturday, September 15, 2012
water notes
1
has memory
a history of relationships
clusters with the world
that come and go
an alphabet
a sentence
changeable as
ocean blue salty
greenish hue fresh
the mind sweetens it
661
won hyo's gourd
1472
is it true
karl gastinsis
1632
is it true
Ganz
in
water
has memory
a history of relationships
clusters with the world
that come and go
an alphabet
a sentence
changeable as
ocean blue salty
greenish hue fresh
the mind sweetens it
661
won hyo's gourd
1472
is it true
karl gastinsis
1632
is it true
Ganz
in
water
van Leeuwenhoek (1632-1723)
observer revealed
recollecting
as we are
changes
water appears
white
or
on ancient mesa
as dust
coming from blue light
angles and hate destroy its symmetry
detirrium2O
love and thank you expand it
love and thank you expand it
analysis
transforms phenotype
simultaneaously
collective
perceptive
instructive
it learns
it learns
emotions as waves and particles
c o n s c i o u s n e s s
is in the world
is in the water
is the same
is the same
a malleable structural tsunami
2
natural water is flammable
burns
repels the stickiness
of strokes
and the slavery of
and the slavery of
irrigation and plumbing
it has
r e s o n a n c e
a pulse!
weak strong hot cold
prayers 8
earth magnetism 8
the last forgotten day
water
walks
talks
stalks
balks
is a fie that burns everything
even love
even stone
even
even
death
we don't know what it is
we don't know what it is
3
it knows what we don't
about
structure
disintegration
hope
prayer
without restriction
a slippery
aerobic
polyglot
halelluia
has a signature
specific to each place it lives
a signature!
a name!
forgotten
all those
names
it gave itself
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