December 2009
4 posts
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Red Delta Topography
You have come here Beneath the still leaf
petal
Metal against bone The stench of embargo Barbed wire, broken bottles atop cement walls Too much gardenia or the sickly smell Of confined jasmine which weeps Once cut from the vine
You are my familiar Lone nightingale
Hear the festivities or the wail of funeral time Let us hush in the temple and laugh in the corridors Pushed against the...
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Greta, your Food Sucks
I am trying to write, it is days later and I am making our Sunday gumbo and weaving the sweet peas onto their supports and harvesting Meyer lemons, pressing out the Skullcap, Mellisa, Vervain, Passion Flower, Kava- name your nervine. Phone is ringing again, it is Tess, who I gather seaweed with two days out of the week. I tell her I am busy, she is asking about all this, and is not...
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True Dragon
(For Fishturn)
Amabilis Insania
“The ancients had already observed the kinship between
the imagination and dreams, hallucination and visions…
Democritus had said that one could not conceive of a great poet
who was not possessed by a certain divine delusion.
Plato declared it was impossible for the production of
ordinary artistic intelligence ever to equal divine...
I have slept
with voyant the unholy and the brigade My silence unfrocked them and they sunk Into the wallpaper of the parlor I didn’t notice Perhaps they made promises Perhaps I married them and Smoked opium all day while they Dined out with their lovers I hoped they would forget the path home