heart is a baby belly,laugh-dazzled danceof eternities wild air. secrets lie brokenlike decayed kissesfrom young fires we asked god for cake& champagne, as we must;lingering thoughin cloud and concrete universe, use greentree voice.magic me softlike corduroy. The Oracle gave me the first stanza separately, to prepare me for the rest.
Category: poetry
dVerse Prosery — Until We Meet Again, Dear Friend
. . . and the iridescent image swimsthrough a mirror that flows.”Stanley Kunitz (The Atlantic, 1970)from “King of the River” Until We Meet Again, Dear Friend Her cries are barely audible. She is tired. It’s been days since she’s been able to drink. She sits and looks at the water, so thirsty. She looks away, looking…
dVerse 413 — The Mechanics of Drudgery
The Mechanics of DrudgeryAnother annual review rolls around.Another evaluator passing through.She thought this one was decent,But he’s new, after all. He needsTo prove his own worth to admin. Wearing Little Marco Florsheims,He tells her she jokes too much,That she makes her colleagues Smile. (We know where laughter leads.)A light heart may cause outburstsOf hope. We…
Army Corps Approves Line 5 Tunnel Permit Beneath Straits of Mackinac Despite Tribal Opposition (reblog from Turtle Talk by Winona Singel)
The cat and mouse game of the forces of evil against the forces of light makes heaven quiver with rage. Please read and take whatever actions you are able to on the side of light. Our Water Protectors Need Us All.
dVerse Poetics — Gotham: The First Domino
Gotham: The First Domino Ship cast asea, its belly full Coal gone, no more steam Itched and brittle with scurvy Noxious fog, lost instruments Sails hoisted, yet no wind Mates and passengers alike On our knees, we cough and pray, Facing mid-Atlantic gruesome end, To end albatross, millstone ’round Our sickly necks; orange, stenched Corpse,…
dVerse Q353 small bruised hands
small bruised hands puppetmastermakes them jumpwith greedthey understandthe code, the costgrift-gained wealthjumping throughpublic hoopsof humiliationwooden facespainted with liesdeny deny denysoulless brokerdirty danceswith flaccid shillsbody countof dead &/or terrorizedcontinues to rise Note from the website I nabbed the image from: Paul Klee (1879-1940), aka ‘Buddha of the Bauhaus’, made eight glove puppets for his son Felix’s ninth birthday…
#FFF 72 — Sugarcane documentary
One Doc and One Series Almost in tandem, I saw a documentary and a series on HULU (note: ad-free) where in the unseen world threads reach out to each other. I’ll cover the documentary today and possibly write up the FX series, “The Lowdown,” at a future time. Last year, I heard about Sugarcane and…
