Monday, April 6, 2015

PROMETHEUS

The Gadfly as Company, the Liver,,
Prometheus endures his Curse and Longs
to Invent something New--far Greater Pain
that his thighs must have feltand his hamstrings
for to Fly once is to Fly Forever
just as Beauty at Once is Eternal
For it never Fades nor does it go Mute
The Spirit of a Loom made of LightRays
Has Little to Worry in the Darkness
Water to Drip from the Parchment Essence
As Water seeks Light and LIght seeks Water
balances equilibrium Matter

What Gadfly or Eagle doesn’t Love Truth
To Speak it and to Perceive it as Such?

WISDOM FENCES

Ancient acorn gatherers at the falls,
blessing the water wading in water.


Vanish from footprints deposit the arrow
for future and unknown familiars,

Those yet to be born and being born know
that this is their birthplace and their oak tree

It is all things future and past -- the wood--
portends of what may and might, and would’ve

Had the grandparents not loved as they loved
had they not made sacred observations

Abstract, hypothetical, sanctified,
seen: what didn’t they think of? The ancients?

There still is a time there are no fences
and only the wise can unbundle since.

Saturday, April 4, 2015

HELEN AS HERODOTUS

As Homer saw without seeing Beauty


Human leaves were shorn by Almighty Whim


No one might think otherwise or decay


for why Prometheus was gone away--


his wings molten yet flying nose first then


spiralling downward caught in his hubris


then Agamemnon arose with his Woes


for which no form but Epithet chose


He who laughs louder than all of us - Zeus -


after killing the Gods of his Ancients.


But Helen of course paces as anxious
now being a captive and symbol lust
of Warring as Unadventurous sports
of Slavers, Half-Gods, Cannibals and worse.

Friday, April 3, 2015

COPPER KETTLE

Good day, good morning, and good afternoon.

What has yet to be -- answer for me, look,

Above the clattering disasters’ doom

within the abundance of a moment

As though it were a Lamp made of Copper

and ornate as the lamp sent by Mother

from Cherry Valley to Arizona

where it was piled on top of a mountain

of energy plus matter and light strength

Four hundred miles away at Oak FLat

it Rang on the Earth Rang as it Landed

This is that Sound as Nameless and Sacred

LA MER DE LA TERRE

C’est la belle de la Terre C’est la mem chose
Vous savez bien  - Vous - ne le regrettez
Je me conteste. Je suis Impotente.
La mer je regarde sans je ne sais quo.

Sur le plan je existe avec la existence.
Quell que il chose por il pensament
No parle pas de frances il pa de accent
Porquoi je escrit quan til cest plus de profane

Je me repite: la mer ans sais quo
je le regarde avec la precaucion
le sacre de printemps le sacre de la lune
la adoracion de la terre voila

Le sacriface de l’ocean sur le sable
Le ceremonie de les anciennes

Saturday, March 28, 2015

EISENSTEIN vs. EINSTEIN

Eisenstein vs Einstein


Here is the Bulb there -- its Diameters

The Halo  that it Casts is an Image

OF Features Animate portents of Time

and with Light waves as its Paints the Picture

Duplicates emerge, a doppleganger,

The Film is Myself Me and my Pathos.

Unlike Dictator, Porfirio Diaz,

My Medium is Amplified Beauty.


THe formula is simple and ready.

For Energy is a value of Speed

The faster it goes the more Mineral

Take out your Pen and your Paper

Friday, March 27, 2015

WILLIAMS AND EINSTEIN THE YELLOW FLOWER

“--the bomb is also a flower albeit
one bent on our mutual destruction” WCW


Einstein and Williams down on the Light Wave


Encounter each other for the first Hour


They become each other’s Eyes and they Save


Final Answers for Another Power


While one says that Mass equals Energy


That Speed is its Maximum Medium


The Other says something Inaudible.


The Scientist, the Poet,  the Doctor.


“Imagination” both Say Abruptly


At the Same Moment TWo FLowers are BOrn


One will Explode and will Take Mass ALong


The Other Lives ON and Lives On and Lives On


Therefore it is for this Season of Spring

To Let iT RIng Let it Sing Let it Bring!