Sep 24, 2014 | Uncategorized
11.
Think of it as an art show
an opening,
you’re
standing
around waiting
for the pictures to open,
you understand the brie
on the gluten-free cracker,
sipping Saratoga,
is that
supposed to be a cow?
And there’s a woman with green eyes
how well the artist caught the fear in them.
Or is she a man.
Or is it a mirror.
Sep 23, 2014 | Uncategorized
10.
Pay no attention when
they talk about the world.
Nothing to be said about it
it didn’t already say for itself.
So shush, hush,
talk about something you
well if you don’t understand it
at least you want,
or want it, or even
remember,
say
the taste
of fish after you cut yourself on the can.
Sep 22, 2014 | Uncategorized
9.
But it all comes down
to coming down.
Standing is more exhausting than walking,
when you walk
you lift the world,
snatches of levity
hoist you before the fall,
red books on a lazy table
students hiding from whom they read,
peeking sometimes through masked eyes,
they know something’s
buried in there.
David Jones,
George Barker, Thomas Vaughan,
Thomas Browne.
The
alchemy is all
in
the waiting, in paying
attention.
In the athanor of the skull
a deathless peace.
Soul by soul the world escape.
Sep 22, 2014 | Uncategorized
THE LANGUAGE OF EDEN
is now available on Metambesen:
http://www.metambesen.org/books/
Sep 21, 2014 | Uncategorized
8.
Well it usually does begin again.
It wasn’t what he thought
but what he made you see,
Brakhage, that genius,
changed the way the world
knows how to come at us,
changed the time of seeing—
Hall’s Burning
Glasse lights up the mind—
speed was the trick
you can’t see at all
if you don’t see quick.
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