Back of the Bus
"The right of freedom of speech consists in speaking the truth."
12.7.10
11.7.10
BLACKO WACO
The United States of Purgatory
Twenty years ago this Friday*, city police dropped a bomb on this block and let it burn. Five children and six adults, members of a small radical collective called MOVE, died; 61 homes in a middle-class neighborhood were destroyed. As the nation watched, Philadelphia became the city that bombed its own people.
*May 11, 2005
What can you do? Write to Eric Holder here by signing the petition:
What the US and Israel have been planning all along, 'bama or no'bama.
http://www.zcommunications.org/the-iranian-threat-by-noam-chomsky
http://www.zcommunications.org/the-iranian-threat-by-noam-chomsky
7.7.10
Poetry Rules of Engagement:
Poetry Ought to be FUN
T-Bird at the Gila River
"Advice: learn poems so that you don't have to
write them or rather, they write themselves.
Strategies are useless testimonials."
- The Book of Warnings, D. Whitehead
This pretty life is death's comma
and we are between, constructing
the darkest layer in the top soils
over which the eagle flies
with the owl, as same as the bug.
Once I stood on a reservation
for our tribes and thought.
The wild wisdoms entered
like drugs with the cackle
of gypsies and caw of old birds
into the earth's big recorder.
When suddenly! Like that!
The newest grand canyon opened
her secret vaults to receive
the sound and reek of vomit from the throat
of a drunkard who turned in and then sped away.
Ah, the stories the rocks will tell!
**************
...or sexy albeit not too much muchness of that:
The Erotic Life
Should have written it down
instead of wreaking havoc
yet the other self says keep trying.
Once Haj 'brahim drank the ashes
of his cigarette from his tea,
said it was good for us.
Sultana came through the door
looking pale once again,
thoroughly his wife.
Oftentimes I saw them out front
peeling tobacco leaves one by one,
a group of sisters smiling.
One time the mule got loose
and I led him home by the rope,
fed him apples in the afternoon.
Their children sat out on the roof
watched us through the window,
told the village how foreigners make love.
Poetry Ought to be FUN
T-Bird at the Gila River
"Advice: learn poems so that you don't have to
write them or rather, they write themselves.
Strategies are useless testimonials."
- The Book of Warnings, D. Whitehead
This pretty life is death's comma
and we are between, constructing
the darkest layer in the top soils
over which the eagle flies
with the owl, as same as the bug.
Once I stood on a reservation
for our tribes and thought.
The wild wisdoms entered
like drugs with the cackle
of gypsies and caw of old birds
into the earth's big recorder.
When suddenly! Like that!
The newest grand canyon opened
her secret vaults to receive
the sound and reek of vomit from the throat
of a drunkard who turned in and then sped away.
Ah, the stories the rocks will tell!
**************
...or sexy albeit not too much muchness of that:
The Erotic Life
Should have written it down
instead of wreaking havoc
yet the other self says keep trying.
Once Haj 'brahim drank the ashes
of his cigarette from his tea,
said it was good for us.
Sultana came through the door
looking pale once again,
thoroughly his wife.
Oftentimes I saw them out front
peeling tobacco leaves one by one,
a group of sisters smiling.
One time the mule got loose
and I led him home by the rope,
fed him apples in the afternoon.
Their children sat out on the roof
watched us through the window,
told the village how foreigners make love.
28.6.10
UFOS Provide Relief to Worried Onlookers
Anselm Berrigan is the most boring poet alive today. That he is the son of the pair Notley and Berrigan ought to be a strong indicator of what went wrong.
What do you want to be when you grow up? Poetry it seems, skips a generation or at least it ought to.
For instance, I never wanted to be a miner or housewife. As a poet I wanted to witness those things for the future generations of my own children and perhaps the children of some other folks. And certainly if any of my children want to be professional full time poets I will tell them, get a real job. The poetry is only what is left over and not something as Anselm states in his vimeo appearance over at Silliland, dynastic entitlement.
Being a poet is one of those things in life that still, regardess of the faux generation we have here, resists dynasties and dynastic 'entitlement'. On the inside anyway and anyone can hear that if they are able to stomach the entire video reading given.
I so wanted to c ufo n dstnce 2 brak mntnnee.
Anselm Berrigan is the most boring poet alive today. That he is the son of the pair Notley and Berrigan ought to be a strong indicator of what went wrong.
What do you want to be when you grow up? Poetry it seems, skips a generation or at least it ought to.
For instance, I never wanted to be a miner or housewife. As a poet I wanted to witness those things for the future generations of my own children and perhaps the children of some other folks. And certainly if any of my children want to be professional full time poets I will tell them, get a real job. The poetry is only what is left over and not something as Anselm states in his vimeo appearance over at Silliland, dynastic entitlement.
Being a poet is one of those things in life that still, regardess of the faux generation we have here, resists dynasties and dynastic 'entitlement'. On the inside anyway and anyone can hear that if they are able to stomach the entire video reading given.
I so wanted to c ufo n dstnce 2 brak mntnnee.
26.6.10
Duoderm to Duoderm & as in Dust
One sore can be kept open
deliberately for at least one
year or more by gently
debriding the scab at first
daily then weekly
reviving the particulars.
The open wound is deliberately
left as such in order to produce
the by-product pus
which is an antigen-containing
super substance and that
which sinners consume in hell.
Ampersand why not!
in comfort zones,
The National Biscuit Company
devised traditional meta,
meconium babies delivered
with tuning forks and tweezers
and ready to suck, not chew
but swallow and valves,
circuits and sensors
with schematics pre-loaded
wanted some, hard wired
for sugars and fat.
% - wise, we consider
the use of polymers,
enzymatic digestants
to be civilization
which in one case
the author declared Ice
and that made sense too.
Good food takes time.
One sore can be kept open
deliberately for at least one
year or more by gently
debriding the scab at first
daily then weekly
reviving the particulars.
The open wound is deliberately
left as such in order to produce
the by-product pus
which is an antigen-containing
super substance and that
which sinners consume in hell.
Ampersand why not!
in comfort zones,
The National Biscuit Company
devised traditional meta,
meconium babies delivered
with tuning forks and tweezers
and ready to suck, not chew
but swallow and valves,
circuits and sensors
with schematics pre-loaded
wanted some, hard wired
for sugars and fat.
% - wise, we consider
the use of polymers,
enzymatic digestants
to be civilization
which in one case
the author declared Ice
and that made sense too.
Good food takes time.
22.6.10
What About Mars?
No more problems says the package
the cure came in, no more
warning labels and the price tag
no longer legible. It began
with flashy children and fast cars
then people started talking
about the leftover stuff
after the move out,
wondered what would happen
to the crystal ball and Japanese flag.
Where to put Mars now?
Whose house next?
Army Spc. Christian Adams
No more problems says the package
the cure came in, no more
warning labels and the price tag
no longer legible. It began
with flashy children and fast cars
then people started talking
about the leftover stuff
after the move out,
wondered what would happen
to the crystal ball and Japanese flag.
Where to put Mars now?
Whose house next?
Army Spc. Christian Adams
20.6.10
Do This
No two ways about it, it has to be pulled.
Terror stricken and three hours away from
that destiny with three hours worth of destiny
to meander through before that.
Isn't it always so and a busy week ahead,
the beast belching from the belly
of the whale, submerged in the darkness.
Is it this one? Details forthcoming.
Certainly, you will understand it after some time. (Qur'an, 38:88)
http://ululate.blogspot.com/2010/06/re-re-re-re.html
..interesting reading about some poetry get together or another "back east" most likely and isn't that job number one? The back easties tend to harbor old ties and build new resentments, the empire is shrinking all the time. It got the Ottoman's down too didn't it? One might look there.
Here's the problem, no one is listening to the likes of us at all. Bickering and snickering in their crowds. Something is happening all the time in this world, contagious state of affairs in which women are cut in half and disappeared, oh sweetMagnifico. Still, no one pays attention to those who can indeed read the signs, interpret the trends or if so, it is only a few and they get it from the very start of the conversation, more or less.
All I know is this, one brother is gone and the other is waiting to come home, get out and suspicious deaths at Minot have bred the type of fear that we handle carefully, we know how the future comes bearing down in individual terms that are discussed amongst our kind with tender animosity. Is this why he cannot sleep anymore, why he woke up panting?
Peace be upon the families of the fallen. Peace be upon his twin and his wife, our daughter. Our lives become one and we hope for the Supervision of Allah throughout our Destiny.
No two ways about it, it has to be pulled.
Terror stricken and three hours away from
that destiny with three hours worth of destiny
to meander through before that.
Isn't it always so and a busy week ahead,
the beast belching from the belly
of the whale, submerged in the darkness.
Is it this one? Details forthcoming.
Certainly, you will understand it after some time. (Qur'an, 38:88)
http://ululate.blogspot.com/2010/06/re-re-re-re.html
..interesting reading about some poetry get together or another "back east" most likely and isn't that job number one? The back easties tend to harbor old ties and build new resentments, the empire is shrinking all the time. It got the Ottoman's down too didn't it? One might look there.
Here's the problem, no one is listening to the likes of us at all. Bickering and snickering in their crowds. Something is happening all the time in this world, contagious state of affairs in which women are cut in half and disappeared, oh sweetMagnifico. Still, no one pays attention to those who can indeed read the signs, interpret the trends or if so, it is only a few and they get it from the very start of the conversation, more or less.
All I know is this, one brother is gone and the other is waiting to come home, get out and suspicious deaths at Minot have bred the type of fear that we handle carefully, we know how the future comes bearing down in individual terms that are discussed amongst our kind with tender animosity. Is this why he cannot sleep anymore, why he woke up panting?
Peace be upon the families of the fallen. Peace be upon his twin and his wife, our daughter. Our lives become one and we hope for the Supervision of Allah throughout our Destiny.
http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=100000768984071&ref=ts
http://www.svherald.com/content/news/2010/06/15/sierra-vista-soldier-dies-afghanistan
http://www.minot.af.mil/news/story.asp?id=123133486
The last death at Minot was early May 2010. Minot is considered the third largest nuclear power in the world, North Dakota and what I've learned is to not take any of this for granted especially when it comes in twos or threes. Singular events much more difficult to decipher.
Destiny rears her probable head in our direction more often than not.
8.6.10
The story of Yusef, the prophet commemorated in the Quran with his own Sura:
Several parts and go to You Tube to collect the other parts subtitled in English from Al Kawther TV.
Several parts and go to You Tube to collect the other parts subtitled in English from Al Kawther TV.
7.6.10
1.6.10
From the Leader of the Resistance to You, Israel is on the verge of a nervous breakdown
http://english.moqawama.org/essaydetails.php?eid=11179&cid=231
"God willing, we are able to target any vessels heading for any port on the Palestinian shore, from north to the farthest point south. We are able to target and hit these ships. And we are determined to enter this new field in the confrontation if they surrounded our coast (...). When the world sees how these vessels can be destroyed in the territorial waters of occupied Palestine, no one will dare go there in the same way they are prevented from reaching our shores."
The fact of the matter for those not in the personal loop of Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah, the honorable secretary general of the most powerful army on earth, when he comments on the deterioration of Israeli will, power and influence in the Mid East and in the minds not only of others but their own ravaged and panicked conscience as a country, Israel goes to strange lengths to create a media sensation in order to demonstrate it's bully power on the high seas. And fails miserably. Most Americans are unaware of the rhetoric that has been passed back and forth between Israel and the Resistance Commander. When a person does know however, the attack day before yesterday takes on a new glow, makes new sense and new nonsense.
His commentary on recent Israeli threats to the seaports of Lebanon directly relate to the horrendous massacre perpetrated by Israel against a feeble ship and crew of a charity mission boat. This, like the assassination of Rafik Hariri on Valentines Day 2005, were indirect assaults on the most powerful army of freedom fighters in the world, Hezbollah. It is an indirect and maniacal assault on what Israel can hit and not what it can. In other words, they picked on someone's baby sister by attacking the Flotilla, not just their kid sister.
He also joked that if Israel attacks Lebanese ships, he will not only attack Israeli ships but will close their ports completely but added, "If any Israelis want to flee Israel, we'll make sure they have a safe journey out of the morass that will no doubt ensue if Israel becomes so nuts it makes it's final deadly mistake.
"In the meantime, no one -dear brothers and sisters- can deny that "Israel" is living an escalating stage of fear and confusion. I don't want to exaggerate and say panic and unawareness. But there is a certain degree of anxiousness and fear expressed by leaders, the "Israeli" press, and the "Israeli" populace. There are confessions of the existence of true, huge, and serious challenges."
"In a word, from the presence of the resistance willpower, and resistance credibility...and the resistance's wider and greater willpower: a political willpower, a cultural willpower, a popular willpower, a military willpower, a security and operational willpower... from the presence of a resistance willpower in Lebanon and Palestine and Syria reaching Iran, and they know this willpower I present, and they also know there exist in correspondence those who are preparing and getting ready and bracing for a certain day. And what worry them most in this equation are the missile capabilities which I will talk about later in the words of Mrs. Clinton, the U.S. Secretary of State. Therefore, we find that at the time when the "Israeli" enemy conducts maneuvers and trainings, it sends delegations to Russia and Europe and America and South Africa and Latin America and to every corner of the globe to offer temptations to prevent these countries from selling weapons to the countries with resistance and steadfastness for fear that the weapons would reach the hands of the resistance fighters. This is first, and second, it utilizes all its friendships and relations so that delegations would come to our countries and our region to pressure Lebanon, Syria, and Palestine, ad so that we don't gain power and attain the willpower for strength. And this is what put Lebanon, in truth, inside the circle of attention."
He mentions Hillary Clinton's concession speech to the Israeli Jews in which she admits that the laws of demographics have superceded any dreamy ideals of a bunch of Zionist losers and I mean losers as in those who are losing something, losing their mission, their vision and with that, their sense of reason:
"A while ago, at an annual or intermittent conference held in the United States called the AIPAC conference, which is among the most important Jewish conferences in the world which brings together the Zionist lobby in the United States of America and is influential and is characteristically strategic, a conference in which American officials give speeches. And among the speakers this year is the American Secretary of State Mrs. Hillary Clinton. A speech of the sort is usually well studied and prepared by all concerned bodies in the American ministry of foreign affairs because it is more an official American stance than it is a complimentary speech.In her speech Clinton addressed the Zionist lobby attendees saying, in summary, " In the face of these unforgiving dynamics of demography, ideology, and technology," (to those educated people and writers and journalists in Lebanon and the Arab world, look what your teacher is saying) "it becomes impossible to entrust our hopes for "Israel's" future in today's status quo." (She addresses Jews and tells them there are three matters developing in the region. Therefore the current status-quo is impossible, "Israel" cannot continue to Judaize Al-Quds and build settlements and sustain its barricade of Gaza and threaten Lebanon and Syria and Iran. Hence, Clinton talks about the demographic factor, and it's evident that it will be an influential factor in the upcoming years, and she says the demographic factor will not allow the establishment of a pure Jewish state on the lands of occupied Palestine, so you are obliged to find a solution; second she touches on politics, the political doctrine and ideology. Listen to Clinton's words and remember the "Israeli" talk about some Arabs who asked them not to withdraw in the year 2000 and not to stop the war in 2006... This is what Clinton says on this subject. "
"To the intellectual, I say the following. This is the view point of Hilary Clinton, and the external American ministry. This is the American evaluation of the situation, not that of President Ahmadi Nejad or anyone from Palestine or Lebanon."
"Rest assured I will not say the things that should not be spoken, nor will anyone else, these will remain as surprises in time of war. If we talk, it is not to make "headlines, the last thing we need" but as part of the between us and the "Israeli." "
http://english.moqawama.org/essaydetails.php?eid=11179&cid=231
"God willing, we are able to target any vessels heading for any port on the Palestinian shore, from north to the farthest point south. We are able to target and hit these ships. And we are determined to enter this new field in the confrontation if they surrounded our coast (...). When the world sees how these vessels can be destroyed in the territorial waters of occupied Palestine, no one will dare go there in the same way they are prevented from reaching our shores."
The fact of the matter for those not in the personal loop of Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah, the honorable secretary general of the most powerful army on earth, when he comments on the deterioration of Israeli will, power and influence in the Mid East and in the minds not only of others but their own ravaged and panicked conscience as a country, Israel goes to strange lengths to create a media sensation in order to demonstrate it's bully power on the high seas. And fails miserably. Most Americans are unaware of the rhetoric that has been passed back and forth between Israel and the Resistance Commander. When a person does know however, the attack day before yesterday takes on a new glow, makes new sense and new nonsense.
His commentary on recent Israeli threats to the seaports of Lebanon directly relate to the horrendous massacre perpetrated by Israel against a feeble ship and crew of a charity mission boat. This, like the assassination of Rafik Hariri on Valentines Day 2005, were indirect assaults on the most powerful army of freedom fighters in the world, Hezbollah. It is an indirect and maniacal assault on what Israel can hit and not what it can. In other words, they picked on someone's baby sister by attacking the Flotilla, not just their kid sister.
He also joked that if Israel attacks Lebanese ships, he will not only attack Israeli ships but will close their ports completely but added, "If any Israelis want to flee Israel, we'll make sure they have a safe journey out of the morass that will no doubt ensue if Israel becomes so nuts it makes it's final deadly mistake.
"In the meantime, no one -dear brothers and sisters- can deny that "Israel" is living an escalating stage of fear and confusion. I don't want to exaggerate and say panic and unawareness. But there is a certain degree of anxiousness and fear expressed by leaders, the "Israeli" press, and the "Israeli" populace. There are confessions of the existence of true, huge, and serious challenges."
"In a word, from the presence of the resistance willpower, and resistance credibility...and the resistance's wider and greater willpower: a political willpower, a cultural willpower, a popular willpower, a military willpower, a security and operational willpower... from the presence of a resistance willpower in Lebanon and Palestine and Syria reaching Iran, and they know this willpower I present, and they also know there exist in correspondence those who are preparing and getting ready and bracing for a certain day. And what worry them most in this equation are the missile capabilities which I will talk about later in the words of Mrs. Clinton, the U.S. Secretary of State. Therefore, we find that at the time when the "Israeli" enemy conducts maneuvers and trainings, it sends delegations to Russia and Europe and America and South Africa and Latin America and to every corner of the globe to offer temptations to prevent these countries from selling weapons to the countries with resistance and steadfastness for fear that the weapons would reach the hands of the resistance fighters. This is first, and second, it utilizes all its friendships and relations so that delegations would come to our countries and our region to pressure Lebanon, Syria, and Palestine, ad so that we don't gain power and attain the willpower for strength. And this is what put Lebanon, in truth, inside the circle of attention."
He mentions Hillary Clinton's concession speech to the Israeli Jews in which she admits that the laws of demographics have superceded any dreamy ideals of a bunch of Zionist losers and I mean losers as in those who are losing something, losing their mission, their vision and with that, their sense of reason:
"A while ago, at an annual or intermittent conference held in the United States called the AIPAC conference, which is among the most important Jewish conferences in the world which brings together the Zionist lobby in the United States of America and is influential and is characteristically strategic, a conference in which American officials give speeches. And among the speakers this year is the American Secretary of State Mrs. Hillary Clinton. A speech of the sort is usually well studied and prepared by all concerned bodies in the American ministry of foreign affairs because it is more an official American stance than it is a complimentary speech.In her speech Clinton addressed the Zionist lobby attendees saying, in summary, " In the face of these unforgiving dynamics of demography, ideology, and technology," (to those educated people and writers and journalists in Lebanon and the Arab world, look what your teacher is saying) "it becomes impossible to entrust our hopes for "Israel's" future in today's status quo." (She addresses Jews and tells them there are three matters developing in the region. Therefore the current status-quo is impossible, "Israel" cannot continue to Judaize Al-Quds and build settlements and sustain its barricade of Gaza and threaten Lebanon and Syria and Iran. Hence, Clinton talks about the demographic factor, and it's evident that it will be an influential factor in the upcoming years, and she says the demographic factor will not allow the establishment of a pure Jewish state on the lands of occupied Palestine, so you are obliged to find a solution; second she touches on politics, the political doctrine and ideology. Listen to Clinton's words and remember the "Israeli" talk about some Arabs who asked them not to withdraw in the year 2000 and not to stop the war in 2006... This is what Clinton says on this subject. "
"To the intellectual, I say the following. This is the view point of Hilary Clinton, and the external American ministry. This is the American evaluation of the situation, not that of President Ahmadi Nejad or anyone from Palestine or Lebanon."
"Rest assured I will not say the things that should not be spoken, nor will anyone else, these will remain as surprises in time of war. If we talk, it is not to make "headlines, the last thing we need" but as part of the between us and the "Israeli." "
THE SHAMEFUL ISRAELI DOGS OF WAR ARE NOW RABID and "considering yesterday's news about "Israeli" nuclear submarines being stationed in the Gulf, the world must react quickly and severely. "Israel" is now officially mad and deadly. The Jewish State is not just careless about human life, as we have been following the "Israeli" press campaign leading to the slaughter, "Israel" actually seeks pleasure in inflicting pain and devastation on others," Gilad Atzmon, in March of 2010, Information Clearing House.
America can no longer afford to be either friendly or ignorant of Israeli aggressions against the Palestinians and world peace and prosperity. They are everyone's enemies, everyone's disaster.
How to "turn up" dead. Name yourself, Rachel Corrie.
Israel Massacres 20 civilians and KIDNAPS the survivors in a brutal and unprovoked act of piracy in International waters. News outlets continue to lie about the number of dead who are described as victims who END UP DEAD in an attack that TURNED VIOLENT. Shit, this was going to be violent from the get go and what on earth would they be doing with PAINT GUNS in the first place? That's utterly ridiculous and an obvious ploy to be utilized in the contrivance that was contrived in the board rooms of the elite Zionist entity which has more blood on its hands than Atilla the Hun. The language used by the Israeli controlled media is sickening. Furthermore, to state that the blockade is in response to a "Hamas takeover" is not only lying but against everything America and its allies stand for. Hamas was ELECTED to lead the impoverished and terrorized citizens of Palestine who have been left in a state of siege for over fifty years with the aid and support and so called 'friendship' of the United States. With friends like that, who needs enemies?
The Israeli ambassador to the US has a lot of balls to admit that "a hundred trucks a day" are allowed into Gaza which has a population of nearly 2 million people by most counts. That's not enough trucks to provide the necessities of daily life to a hundred thousand people let alone two million. What a piece of dogshit that guy is with his American accent. I mean, I thought that ambassadors to the US have at least a little of their home country in them...but that just isn't the case. Israel isn't about Jews, it's a bunch of Zionist terrorists who use religion to justify the alarming theft of a piece of land that belonged to the Palestinians for centuries and STILL DOES.
The REAL Israeli blockade keeps Palestinians on their toes by gum! Four kilos per person over the past six months...now that's about how much trash I throw out in a 24 hour period MINUS the actual stuff we eat, use for hygeine purposes, etc.
http://rt.com/Top_News/2010-05-30/gaza-palestine-blockade-kevorkova.html
This bullshit about how they would hand carry the aid to the poor prisoners of Israel is so stinky I can smell it all the way over here, pew!
"The Israeli army claims there is enough of everything in Gaza. The army allowed 156,000 tons of humanitarian cargo into the strip over the past six months. That’s 4 kilograms per person.
“Look at what you consume and compare the figures. The hospitals are the worst. We brought in a little medicine – over 30 boxes. We realized this was like a drop in the ocean. The hospital didn’t even have enough paper – the doctors wrote medical records on tiny scraps. There was no electricity, and this was before the last war.”
Water turned out to be Gaza’s biggest problem.
“Gaza gets its water from earth layers close to the surface. It’s milk of lime, essentially, and it contains harmful substances. This means children who drink this water are prone to disease and the child mortality rate is very high. Only Israel gets its water from the deeper layers. The reservoirs were empty. Doctors told me the water had caused multiple cases of cancer, kidney and respiratory system diseases among children. It’s absolutely impossible to live in Gaza from the sanitation point of view. Seniors and children can’t leave the strip to get treated – they can’t go to Israel or Egypt.”"
"Israeli" forces attacked on Monday dawn the international Freedom Flotilla humanitarian aid convoy to the besieged Gaza Strip, resulting in at least 20 martyrs and leaving more than 50 injured." From the Moqawama site and we all know, Hezbollah sources do not lie. Not when they report on their own failures and not when they report on casualties and most certainly not when they promise to eradicate Zionism from the map of human history forever.
Robert Fisk relates, "It is a fact that it is ordinary people, activists, call them what you will, who now take decisions to change events" by boarding ships like the MV Rachel Corrie (named after the American citizen bull dozed to death on purpose by the IDF) in an attempt to break the siege on Gaza where Israel is denying the right of the citizens of Palestine to rebuild their homes and businesses shattered by the brutal Israeli war crime that according to the Goldstone Report, is classified as a war crime in every definition of the word 'war crime'. According to Mr. Fisk and most other human beings with one iota of common sense attribute the acts of ordinary folks to the gutless activity of American politicians who if they wanted to could change this situation through a simple UN resolution and a few sanctions...the type that the US has reserved for a group of second class citizens throughout the world known as muslims and Islamic states in typical acts of Western racist anti Islamicism.
Israel attacks the ship in an attempt to deny not only the human rights of the people who were to recieve the much needed aid but also denies the human rights of the citizens of the world to provide shelter, aid, food and hope to the millions of affected Palestinians in a strip of land so small you could fit it inside of New York City.
Death to Israel, death the Zionist entity. Long live the resistance of all souls against this state which not only mocks the United States but has obviously thumbed its nose at our president, Barak HOSSEIN Obama.
http://irishingaza.wordpress.com/2010/05/15/mv-rachel-corrie-sets-sail/
"Iranian President, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad considered that the "Israeli" attack on the Freedom Flotilla convoy is shameful, referring that this Zionist entity survives on killing. "
Shameful is an understatement.
America can no longer afford to be either friendly or ignorant of Israeli aggressions against the Palestinians and world peace and prosperity. They are everyone's enemies, everyone's disaster.
How to "turn up" dead. Name yourself, Rachel Corrie.
Israel Massacres 20 civilians and KIDNAPS the survivors in a brutal and unprovoked act of piracy in International waters. News outlets continue to lie about the number of dead who are described as victims who END UP DEAD in an attack that TURNED VIOLENT. Shit, this was going to be violent from the get go and what on earth would they be doing with PAINT GUNS in the first place? That's utterly ridiculous and an obvious ploy to be utilized in the contrivance that was contrived in the board rooms of the elite Zionist entity which has more blood on its hands than Atilla the Hun. The language used by the Israeli controlled media is sickening. Furthermore, to state that the blockade is in response to a "Hamas takeover" is not only lying but against everything America and its allies stand for. Hamas was ELECTED to lead the impoverished and terrorized citizens of Palestine who have been left in a state of siege for over fifty years with the aid and support and so called 'friendship' of the United States. With friends like that, who needs enemies?
The Israeli ambassador to the US has a lot of balls to admit that "a hundred trucks a day" are allowed into Gaza which has a population of nearly 2 million people by most counts. That's not enough trucks to provide the necessities of daily life to a hundred thousand people let alone two million. What a piece of dogshit that guy is with his American accent. I mean, I thought that ambassadors to the US have at least a little of their home country in them...but that just isn't the case. Israel isn't about Jews, it's a bunch of Zionist terrorists who use religion to justify the alarming theft of a piece of land that belonged to the Palestinians for centuries and STILL DOES.
The REAL Israeli blockade keeps Palestinians on their toes by gum! Four kilos per person over the past six months...now that's about how much trash I throw out in a 24 hour period MINUS the actual stuff we eat, use for hygeine purposes, etc.
http://rt.com/Top_News/2010-05-30/gaza-palestine-blockade-kevorkova.html
This bullshit about how they would hand carry the aid to the poor prisoners of Israel is so stinky I can smell it all the way over here, pew!
"The Israeli army claims there is enough of everything in Gaza. The army allowed 156,000 tons of humanitarian cargo into the strip over the past six months. That’s 4 kilograms per person.
“Look at what you consume and compare the figures. The hospitals are the worst. We brought in a little medicine – over 30 boxes. We realized this was like a drop in the ocean. The hospital didn’t even have enough paper – the doctors wrote medical records on tiny scraps. There was no electricity, and this was before the last war.”
Water turned out to be Gaza’s biggest problem.
“Gaza gets its water from earth layers close to the surface. It’s milk of lime, essentially, and it contains harmful substances. This means children who drink this water are prone to disease and the child mortality rate is very high. Only Israel gets its water from the deeper layers. The reservoirs were empty. Doctors told me the water had caused multiple cases of cancer, kidney and respiratory system diseases among children. It’s absolutely impossible to live in Gaza from the sanitation point of view. Seniors and children can’t leave the strip to get treated – they can’t go to Israel or Egypt.”"
"Israeli" forces attacked on Monday dawn the international Freedom Flotilla humanitarian aid convoy to the besieged Gaza Strip, resulting in at least 20 martyrs and leaving more than 50 injured." From the Moqawama site and we all know, Hezbollah sources do not lie. Not when they report on their own failures and not when they report on casualties and most certainly not when they promise to eradicate Zionism from the map of human history forever.
Robert Fisk relates, "It is a fact that it is ordinary people, activists, call them what you will, who now take decisions to change events" by boarding ships like the MV Rachel Corrie (named after the American citizen bull dozed to death on purpose by the IDF) in an attempt to break the siege on Gaza where Israel is denying the right of the citizens of Palestine to rebuild their homes and businesses shattered by the brutal Israeli war crime that according to the Goldstone Report, is classified as a war crime in every definition of the word 'war crime'. According to Mr. Fisk and most other human beings with one iota of common sense attribute the acts of ordinary folks to the gutless activity of American politicians who if they wanted to could change this situation through a simple UN resolution and a few sanctions...the type that the US has reserved for a group of second class citizens throughout the world known as muslims and Islamic states in typical acts of Western racist anti Islamicism.
Israel attacks the ship in an attempt to deny not only the human rights of the people who were to recieve the much needed aid but also denies the human rights of the citizens of the world to provide shelter, aid, food and hope to the millions of affected Palestinians in a strip of land so small you could fit it inside of New York City.
Death to Israel, death the Zionist entity. Long live the resistance of all souls against this state which not only mocks the United States but has obviously thumbed its nose at our president, Barak HOSSEIN Obama.
http://irishingaza.wordpress.com/2010/05/15/mv-rachel-corrie-sets-sail/
"Iranian President, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad considered that the "Israeli" attack on the Freedom Flotilla convoy is shameful, referring that this Zionist entity survives on killing. "
Shameful is an understatement.
17.5.10
11.5.10
Charles Drive
"Isa (Jesus Christ, SA) said, 'I saw a stone on which was written, "Turn me over", so I turned it over. Written on the other side was "Whoever does not act by what he knows will be doomed by seeking what he does not know, and his own knowledge will be turned against him." "
Tragedy is coming to you
it said, the light on the machine
winks conspiratorily, his legs
swollen and the odor of urine
forms a cradle of distraction
where he lay. Have you ever
sat silently for real, just listened?
He didn't want to either,
it just happened, his dime wobbled.
The neighborhood looked empty
but that was a lie too, each cabin
occupied or in transition pried open,
the contents fall onto the sidewalk
in little pieces are picked
up again and again, the same
war stories and temptations.
The curtains move slowly open
in the breezes, how beautifully
the wind treats them. How do
Jupiter Jacks work?
where Esun is the incident
solar radiation, A is albedo of TOA
This is it you said, this is what
might be broke, it surely is
and there aren't enough cables
to stop it when contemplation
rallies a different charge,
talk about the radiation
budget of the sky and a guy
in an office to remark on it
turning out so-so data
until he squats and pisses
like an old man somewhere else.
It's not all that helpful
but pays quite well.
The one vexed volunteer
and patron saint of disaster, a face
you might have seen before
but cannot quite remember
brings soft food twice a day.
She's the right gypsy
so it isn't your turn to lock up,
not this time. The door
clicks and closes so very well,
there's another loose cough down the road
but you'd rather not go there either
and just keep driving
until you are too tired to see
where you already are,
maybe these are the graveyards
no one seems to know.
"Isa (Jesus Christ, SA) said, 'I saw a stone on which was written, "Turn me over", so I turned it over. Written on the other side was "Whoever does not act by what he knows will be doomed by seeking what he does not know, and his own knowledge will be turned against him." "
Tragedy is coming to you
it said, the light on the machine
winks conspiratorily, his legs
swollen and the odor of urine
forms a cradle of distraction
where he lay. Have you ever
sat silently for real, just listened?
He didn't want to either,
it just happened, his dime wobbled.
The neighborhood looked empty
but that was a lie too, each cabin
occupied or in transition pried open,
the contents fall onto the sidewalk
in little pieces are picked
up again and again, the same
war stories and temptations.
The curtains move slowly open
in the breezes, how beautifully
the wind treats them. How do
Jupiter Jacks work?
where Esun is the incident
solar radiation, A is albedo of TOA
This is it you said, this is what
might be broke, it surely is
and there aren't enough cables
to stop it when contemplation
rallies a different charge,
talk about the radiation
budget of the sky and a guy
in an office to remark on it
turning out so-so data
until he squats and pisses
like an old man somewhere else.
It's not all that helpful
but pays quite well.
The one vexed volunteer
and patron saint of disaster, a face
you might have seen before
but cannot quite remember
brings soft food twice a day.
She's the right gypsy
so it isn't your turn to lock up,
not this time. The door
clicks and closes so very well,
there's another loose cough down the road
but you'd rather not go there either
and just keep driving
until you are too tired to see
where you already are,
maybe these are the graveyards
no one seems to know.
9.5.10
Two unbelievably wonderful foreign flicks:
The Song of Sparrows (Iranian with English subtitles)
Bliss (Turkish with English subtitles)
The Song of Sparrows (Iranian with English subtitles)
Bliss (Turkish with English subtitles)
7.5.10
United States of Polytheism
America is not a Christian country nor was it ever really a Monotheistic one. It is decidedly Polytheistic.
So why don't you ever hear it mentioned? There are athiests and monotheists. Catholics and Mormons. Jews and Muslims.
Not a single damn organization decries the rights of Polytheists.
Where there is smoke there's fire and/or smokescreens.
In one article the author suggests that the Pantheon of saints in this Polytheistic society are celebrities who champion various causes which are usually considered 'virtuous' i.e. Farm Aid, Jerry Lewis for MD, etc.
http://www.bettnet.com/blog/index.php/weblog/the_polytheism_of_american_celebrity_culture/
By definition the word 'pluralism' reflects in a rather disengenuous way the fact of the state religion which is and ought to be acknowledged as, Polytheism.
http://www.reformedonline.com/view/reformedonline/polytheism.htm
"The Bible teaches that every nation has a moral obligation to submit to the authority of Jesus Christ and His law. An examination of God’s law, the prophets, the Psalms and the New Testament will prove that political polytheism is immoral. It is an idea that Christians must reject."
Problem is, how about the fact that Christianity itself is polytheistic in nature? How can a polytheist comment on the role of other polytheists? With a few exceptions like the Coptic Christians who are actually Monotheists, Christianity itself admits to the equivocation of Allah with another God head, that of Jesus Christ, peace be upon him. How on earth can anyone accept one polytheistic viewpoint over another then? The answer is, they cannot and the result is polytheism in which there is no authority, no guidance and certainly, no laws that can effectively be upheld and protected. Obviously, in the United States, we are in the midst of that situation and as Ali ibn Abi Taleb once said, "countless victims are crying out against" such an overwhelming travesty in which we literally begin to uphold laws of Polytheism i.e. all things being equal and no one really in the drivers seat either morally or legalistically.
Actually, it is the case that pure pluralism and unadulterated polytheism is the rule of law in the United States but you never hear anyone arguing the case for calling America what it actually is and that would be Polytheistic. The reason being, no one wants to be considered a Polytheist in reality because naturally the connotation of that is one of ignorance in which a Creator becomes redundant. And where does one hide something as big as all of that?
In the open of course. It just isn't mentioned in hopes no one notices the elephant right next to the Lazy Boy recliner.
http://www.credenda.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=75:polytheism-and-polysexuality&catid=48&Itemid=111
"Those Christians who want to allow for “pluralism” in our society, while at the same time rejecting the sexual fruit of all pluralism, are setting themselves up for a long and frustrating task. Pluralism is simply the civic name for polytheism, and once you have polytheism, you don’t have any way to herd the gods together and make them say the same thing. We cannot tell all the gods to strive for likemindedness, like they were good little Christians."
America is not a Christian country nor was it ever really a Monotheistic one. It is decidedly Polytheistic.
So why don't you ever hear it mentioned? There are athiests and monotheists. Catholics and Mormons. Jews and Muslims.
Not a single damn organization decries the rights of Polytheists.
Where there is smoke there's fire and/or smokescreens.
In one article the author suggests that the Pantheon of saints in this Polytheistic society are celebrities who champion various causes which are usually considered 'virtuous' i.e. Farm Aid, Jerry Lewis for MD, etc.
http://www.bettnet.com/blog/index.php/weblog/the_polytheism_of_american_celebrity_culture/
By definition the word 'pluralism' reflects in a rather disengenuous way the fact of the state religion which is and ought to be acknowledged as, Polytheism.
http://www.reformedonline.com/view/reformedonline/polytheism.htm
"The Bible teaches that every nation has a moral obligation to submit to the authority of Jesus Christ and His law. An examination of God’s law, the prophets, the Psalms and the New Testament will prove that political polytheism is immoral. It is an idea that Christians must reject."
Problem is, how about the fact that Christianity itself is polytheistic in nature? How can a polytheist comment on the role of other polytheists? With a few exceptions like the Coptic Christians who are actually Monotheists, Christianity itself admits to the equivocation of Allah with another God head, that of Jesus Christ, peace be upon him. How on earth can anyone accept one polytheistic viewpoint over another then? The answer is, they cannot and the result is polytheism in which there is no authority, no guidance and certainly, no laws that can effectively be upheld and protected. Obviously, in the United States, we are in the midst of that situation and as Ali ibn Abi Taleb once said, "countless victims are crying out against" such an overwhelming travesty in which we literally begin to uphold laws of Polytheism i.e. all things being equal and no one really in the drivers seat either morally or legalistically.
Actually, it is the case that pure pluralism and unadulterated polytheism is the rule of law in the United States but you never hear anyone arguing the case for calling America what it actually is and that would be Polytheistic. The reason being, no one wants to be considered a Polytheist in reality because naturally the connotation of that is one of ignorance in which a Creator becomes redundant. And where does one hide something as big as all of that?
In the open of course. It just isn't mentioned in hopes no one notices the elephant right next to the Lazy Boy recliner.
http://www.credenda.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=75:polytheism-and-polysexuality&catid=48&Itemid=111
"Those Christians who want to allow for “pluralism” in our society, while at the same time rejecting the sexual fruit of all pluralism, are setting themselves up for a long and frustrating task. Pluralism is simply the civic name for polytheism, and once you have polytheism, you don’t have any way to herd the gods together and make them say the same thing. We cannot tell all the gods to strive for likemindedness, like they were good little Christians."
28.4.10
18.4.10
The New World Order at Sabra and ShatillaLebanese Prime Minister Saad Hariri, center, kicks the ball as Hezbollah lawmaker Ali Mokdad, right, blocks the road along with opposition lawmaker Ibrahim Kenaan, left, during a friendly soccer match played by lawmakers from the Shiite Muslim Hezbollah group and their allies alongside politicians in the Western-backed parliamentary majority at Beirut's Sports City, Lebanon, Tuesday, April 13, 2010. Rival Lebanese politicians took their battles to the playground Tuesday with a friendly soccer match to mark the 35th anniversary of the outbreak of the country's 1975-90 civil war. (AP Photo/Hussein Malla)
17.4.10
The Lote TreeAnd still there is more
Saintpaulia
how tiny you are
the smallest
flower or you are
a dangerous mind
boggling dragon to
pursue us dragging
mysterious around
the dusty old cosmos
how your petals
sparkle and those too
are small and creep
into the outraged eye
like criminals
bright dainty sparkles
the sun comes up
glistening now
in the window
which is also
dangerously small
particularly thin
between the wind
that might have
touched the fragrant
Bouillon of stars
and the air inside
of this cozy container.
How many stars
would it take
to put out
your nuptial glitter?
In comparison
how trite
to see you there
and wonder.
15.4.10
The Discharge
Alright so tomorrow
the plan is capillary
refill, premixed solutions,
answers and denials.
We spoke briefly on the phone
today, left on Patagonia,
hard to bring
it home without
tubes and wires, the bright
lights and clean
dressings, lost socks.
Up and down the halls,
back and forth the elevators,
in and out so many
electronic doors,
might be false morning
but soon we'll know
how long the night
really is, we might
just turn black watching.
Alright so tomorrow
the plan is capillary
refill, premixed solutions,
answers and denials.
We spoke briefly on the phone
today, left on Patagonia,
hard to bring
it home without
tubes and wires, the bright
lights and clean
dressings, lost socks.
Up and down the halls,
back and forth the elevators,
in and out so many
electronic doors,
might be false morning
but soon we'll know
how long the night
really is, we might
just turn black watching.
18.3.10
See Ralph Cry
generous to the dictionary
marble games
oh these days beetle
pets open up
their own doors
and receive alms,
hard fleas, desperate.
Breathtaking snow
these young damned
read the wrong movies
drive in get their boxes
upside down change,
you the summer
balk at all
his wife's new flowers,
preparations are being made.
On my way
the same school bus twice,
a slightly different sun
kindles.
Kind of labile but
wake up with
new tubes and tapes
dangerous walls
hold the packages in.
He cried his chest,
all our injuries
feel tremendously warm,
don't look until it's over.
Small drowner
who are you?
generous to the dictionary
marble games
oh these days beetle
pets open up
their own doors
and receive alms,
hard fleas, desperate.
Breathtaking snow
these young damned
read the wrong movies
drive in get their boxes
upside down change,
you the summer
balk at all
his wife's new flowers,
preparations are being made.
On my way
the same school bus twice,
a slightly different sun
kindles.
Kind of labile but
wake up with
new tubes and tapes
dangerous walls
hold the packages in.
He cried his chest,
all our injuries
feel tremendously warm,
don't look until it's over.
Small drowner
who are you?
12.3.10
Time as Vehicle, anonymous aphorism from the text found at the Thrift Store a few days ago:
For us in the present we utilize time travel in movies for good reason. We seek knowledge by inventing a means to traverse that which is not traversible. In that, our best hopes are dashed and lighted, lies are told and dangers invented inside of plots that twist and turn upon something which is hidden to the mind of the watcher but not to the doer of such un-doable things like Time travel.
Is it knowledge of the past we hope for or explanation of the present? Certainly it couldn't be prediction of the future because to suggest such a thing as travel into the future is far more ridiculous than travel into the past which actually is possible through the documents of history. Therefore, fables are invented so that predictions can be made. Mythological heresies exist in the tame form of maxims such as "To not know history is to repeat it," when in fact, to not know history is the crux of successful false prediction and prophecy. For it is upon this travesty of mythmaking that the tellers of lies find a means of travel into the future and establishing truths before their followers get there (as it is in Time Travel movies themselves). Without one false premise, the whole house of cards falls apart and to obscure this obvious flaw an actual flaw is built into the story.
A perfect example is the movie in which a boy rides in a vehicle (skateboard and DeLorean)toward the future but when he meets himself he discovers that if he knows about it, the whole plot of history will be torn apart. Sadly, it is true that upon this fallacious premise, nations wage war via suggestions about events unknowable not only to the general public but just as unknowable to the priveledged private few who write the scripts, predict the outcomes and manage to make fortunes from those as gullible as us who cry when a protagonist in an MGM production dies of a terminal disease.
For us in the present we utilize time travel in movies for good reason. We seek knowledge by inventing a means to traverse that which is not traversible. In that, our best hopes are dashed and lighted, lies are told and dangers invented inside of plots that twist and turn upon something which is hidden to the mind of the watcher but not to the doer of such un-doable things like Time travel.
Is it knowledge of the past we hope for or explanation of the present? Certainly it couldn't be prediction of the future because to suggest such a thing as travel into the future is far more ridiculous than travel into the past which actually is possible through the documents of history. Therefore, fables are invented so that predictions can be made. Mythological heresies exist in the tame form of maxims such as "To not know history is to repeat it," when in fact, to not know history is the crux of successful false prediction and prophecy. For it is upon this travesty of mythmaking that the tellers of lies find a means of travel into the future and establishing truths before their followers get there (as it is in Time Travel movies themselves). Without one false premise, the whole house of cards falls apart and to obscure this obvious flaw an actual flaw is built into the story.
A perfect example is the movie in which a boy rides in a vehicle (skateboard and DeLorean)toward the future but when he meets himself he discovers that if he knows about it, the whole plot of history will be torn apart. Sadly, it is true that upon this fallacious premise, nations wage war via suggestions about events unknowable not only to the general public but just as unknowable to the priveledged private few who write the scripts, predict the outcomes and manage to make fortunes from those as gullible as us who cry when a protagonist in an MGM production dies of a terminal disease.
Creation, Anonymous Aphorism
The creation is with truth created and created it is by the Creator who is known by many other names including the Originator because in essence that is the definition of creation.
Without signs in the creation there is no knowledge of the creation and therefore, signs are manifest as a gift from the Creator along with the tools to recognize the signs themselves and their inherent, obvious and unobvious meanings.
If we are to recognize these signs there must be a means for translating existence into context and for that reason Allah must have established Time as a resting place for both the signs and their hidden and unhidden congruent and incongruent meanings.
The creation cannot be held in equivalence with the Creator for obvious reasons. The Creator does not demand the existence of the creation however the creation demands the existence of the Creator for its meaning, signs and presence. Without a Creator there ceases to be a need for the creation and this is where modernity fails to explain a variety of things about life all the while it tries desperately to do so through psychology, science, spirituality, athiesm, luck and logic to name a few. There is no end point to this affair until such a time that a person succumbs to the idea that their own existence depends on the creation itself which in turn depends on the role of the Creator.
Knowledge is finite (in Time) even when it is infinite (beyond Time) and even when it appears to have reached it’s endpoint because knowledge is a possession not a trait. It can only be awarded through seeking it honestly and can only be removed through disability of the seeker, mutilation of the information by others utilizing a type of magic which encourages the seeker to acquiesce to such trickery or denial of the existence of Truth. Therefore, knowledge depends on both Truth and Time but does not depend on the finitude or infinitude of itself but rather the other way around. Truth then does not depend on knowledge and it is exactly that measure of certitude in anything at all that leads a seeker forward or backward either toward the goal or away from it. The goal being Truth, the mechanism being Knowledge, the vehicle Time.
Seekers who follow the wrong paths on the way to knowledge will inevitably either go back to find out where they become lost, will give up and rest at the point where progress is no longer possible or will fall off the ledge completely to their own physical and/or spiritual death (by ‘going back’ on their initial promise to seek knowledge honestly). Knowledge does have an endpoint but it cannot be fathomed by human eyes because the trap of knowing enough is as bad as not knowing enough. Knowing too much (arrogance) for one’s own good is a false precaution in a world that has far more opportunities for learning that it has moments or mankind to find them. Knowledge and the extent of knowledge knows only one limitation and that would be where it meets with Truth and in essence, becomes Truth and no longer resembles mere knowledge (of which so much is made and rightly so). There has to be a limit upon knowledge then but only for the fact that it ceases to exist in the presence of Truth which for the purposes of defining it must either be infinitely large or infinitely small or both. It is the case obviously that Truth's border with Knowledge stands at the gates of Death because Death is by far the most known and unknown thing mankind understands.
Arrogance is linked to Ignorance in tune, tone and meaning for good reason.
The creation is with truth created and created it is by the Creator who is known by many other names including the Originator because in essence that is the definition of creation.
Without signs in the creation there is no knowledge of the creation and therefore, signs are manifest as a gift from the Creator along with the tools to recognize the signs themselves and their inherent, obvious and unobvious meanings.
If we are to recognize these signs there must be a means for translating existence into context and for that reason Allah must have established Time as a resting place for both the signs and their hidden and unhidden congruent and incongruent meanings.
The creation cannot be held in equivalence with the Creator for obvious reasons. The Creator does not demand the existence of the creation however the creation demands the existence of the Creator for its meaning, signs and presence. Without a Creator there ceases to be a need for the creation and this is where modernity fails to explain a variety of things about life all the while it tries desperately to do so through psychology, science, spirituality, athiesm, luck and logic to name a few. There is no end point to this affair until such a time that a person succumbs to the idea that their own existence depends on the creation itself which in turn depends on the role of the Creator.
Knowledge is finite (in Time) even when it is infinite (beyond Time) and even when it appears to have reached it’s endpoint because knowledge is a possession not a trait. It can only be awarded through seeking it honestly and can only be removed through disability of the seeker, mutilation of the information by others utilizing a type of magic which encourages the seeker to acquiesce to such trickery or denial of the existence of Truth. Therefore, knowledge depends on both Truth and Time but does not depend on the finitude or infinitude of itself but rather the other way around. Truth then does not depend on knowledge and it is exactly that measure of certitude in anything at all that leads a seeker forward or backward either toward the goal or away from it. The goal being Truth, the mechanism being Knowledge, the vehicle Time.
Seekers who follow the wrong paths on the way to knowledge will inevitably either go back to find out where they become lost, will give up and rest at the point where progress is no longer possible or will fall off the ledge completely to their own physical and/or spiritual death (by ‘going back’ on their initial promise to seek knowledge honestly). Knowledge does have an endpoint but it cannot be fathomed by human eyes because the trap of knowing enough is as bad as not knowing enough. Knowing too much (arrogance) for one’s own good is a false precaution in a world that has far more opportunities for learning that it has moments or mankind to find them. Knowledge and the extent of knowledge knows only one limitation and that would be where it meets with Truth and in essence, becomes Truth and no longer resembles mere knowledge (of which so much is made and rightly so). There has to be a limit upon knowledge then but only for the fact that it ceases to exist in the presence of Truth which for the purposes of defining it must either be infinitely large or infinitely small or both. It is the case obviously that Truth's border with Knowledge stands at the gates of Death because Death is by far the most known and unknown thing mankind understands.
So much must then depend on Time and the constraints of Time. As part of the creation, the Creator is not dependent upon Time nor subject to the willful nature of Time as a subtractive and subjective process, in other words, a continual process of loss. To lose time means to lose the chance to have knowledge and therefore Death intervenes and prevents and is feared.
Arrogance is linked to Ignorance in tune, tone and meaning for good reason.
He Pointed To Her Picture
Disease embellishes those with resignation
and poverty the garment upon which it is
worn or worn out even though there are ample
lesions into the body that the wondrous
bandages might destroy by filling
the measurements in as days go by,
no one can recover the last few pieces.
There are poems about birds and love,
poems about poems and even about words
but few indeed are the poems about
the unfortunate lot waiting in their rooms
for the caregivers to arrive with washclothes
who will try to remove the stink and prepare
the bedside tables for the long afternoons
in the prison of stroke and trouble.
Disease embellishes those with resignation
and poverty the garment upon which it is
worn or worn out even though there are ample
lesions into the body that the wondrous
bandages might destroy by filling
the measurements in as days go by,
no one can recover the last few pieces.
There are poems about birds and love,
poems about poems and even about words
but few indeed are the poems about
the unfortunate lot waiting in their rooms
for the caregivers to arrive with washclothes
who will try to remove the stink and prepare
the bedside tables for the long afternoons
in the prison of stroke and trouble.
10.3.10
Wrong
The mechanism is too big to manage,
to small to see, uncover
the wound it makes, wet
pulled together samples of
raw meat organized to crave,
to suckle and eliminate,
in other words, to coagulate.
However small, however light
such omnivores, the brilliant
conductors of search and rescue
chant their silent sermon
one crunch after another.
Take one or two, the pile
will continue and recover,
the legend will have
a share and though it is
dress rehearsal,
the remedial dose
given to the father
will hone in on the son
and make little difference.
Too late is afterall, too late.
Although sympathy is in order
repugnance shows up sooner
and with that confusing aroma,
the devil's name is despondence.
One nanosecond of hell is worse
than hell to the cautious
who remain wary and patient,
better yet than never.
what if?
rather than when.
The mechanism is too big to manage,
to small to see, uncover
the wound it makes, wet
pulled together samples of
raw meat organized to crave,
to suckle and eliminate,
in other words, to coagulate.
However small, however light
such omnivores, the brilliant
conductors of search and rescue
chant their silent sermon
one crunch after another.
Take one or two, the pile
will continue and recover,
the legend will have
a share and though it is
dress rehearsal,
the remedial dose
given to the father
will hone in on the son
and make little difference.
Too late is afterall, too late.
Although sympathy is in order
repugnance shows up sooner
and with that confusing aroma,
the devil's name is despondence.
One nanosecond of hell is worse
than hell to the cautious
who remain wary and patient,
better yet than never.
what if?
rather than when.
5.3.10
4.3.10
1.3.10
21.2.10
Rain
Yes I am
the
SC in the debut
promotional copy,
blonde yes, single
yes but
hooping
parrot
drivel dumping
the action
all vegan
contemporary
all virgin
patriotic like
vacation
empty
vineyard
like a vineyard
our bed
and breakfast
some of that
antichrist
going on
we there
yet?
consumer
survey
on the scanner
easy as 1-2-3
deregulated
exchanged
the empire
falls more
quietly
Yes I am
the
SC in the debut
promotional copy,
blonde yes, single
yes but
hooping
parrot
drivel dumping
the action
all vegan
contemporary
all virgin
patriotic like
vacation
empty
vineyard
like a vineyard
our bed
and breakfast
some of that
antichrist
going on
we there
yet?
consumer
survey
on the scanner
easy as 1-2-3
deregulated
exchanged
the empire
falls more
quietly
16.2.10
Review in Golden Handcuffs
Under the Dome, Walks with Paul Celan
And further into #12 we run across some silly poetry by Robin Blaser....language is love being one of the silliest poems I've ever seen.....while reading Buk of late, Slouching Towards Nirvana...wondering why in the hell is this meaningful...other than the fact that he notes how impertinent it is to guess about such things and by the end of that magnificent tome, he reveals the dangers of living dangerously and not dying soon enough i.e. prior to the perfunctory embarrassment of poets who have outlasted their shelf life and then some...there is this wonderful response to a libretto written by Blaser. The response no doubt is better than the libretto:
http://www.goldenhandcuffsreview.com/gh12content/24.html
FACING UP TO THE SUBTERRANEAN STREAM
the challenge of Robin Blaser’s libretto
by Patrick Wright
This matter concerns me deeply as it does Black Moses who lent to me his copy of Fear and Trembling written of course by Soren Kierkegaard (and whenever I read such things I remember Joseph Campbell's advice to seek one's bliss through the company of stranger's and their books.....which I intersperse with a Regency Romance just for kicks and to make other people wonder what is going on to do such a thing!). What gets me is the notion that throughout all of these notable articles on such theological cul de sacs, not any or many or even one mentions the missing pieces. No wonder they end up sad, frustrated and writing more of the same...about each other, through each other, over each other.
"This need to go on is of ancient standing." -Kierkegaard
Under the Dome, Walks with Paul Celan
And further into #12 we run across some silly poetry by Robin Blaser....language is love being one of the silliest poems I've ever seen.....while reading Buk of late, Slouching Towards Nirvana...wondering why in the hell is this meaningful...other than the fact that he notes how impertinent it is to guess about such things and by the end of that magnificent tome, he reveals the dangers of living dangerously and not dying soon enough i.e. prior to the perfunctory embarrassment of poets who have outlasted their shelf life and then some...there is this wonderful response to a libretto written by Blaser. The response no doubt is better than the libretto:
http://www.goldenhandcuffsreview.com/gh12content/24.html
FACING UP TO THE SUBTERRANEAN STREAM
the challenge of Robin Blaser’s libretto
by Patrick Wright
This matter concerns me deeply as it does Black Moses who lent to me his copy of Fear and Trembling written of course by Soren Kierkegaard (and whenever I read such things I remember Joseph Campbell's advice to seek one's bliss through the company of stranger's and their books.....which I intersperse with a Regency Romance just for kicks and to make other people wonder what is going on to do such a thing!). What gets me is the notion that throughout all of these notable articles on such theological cul de sacs, not any or many or even one mentions the missing pieces. No wonder they end up sad, frustrated and writing more of the same...about each other, through each other, over each other.
"This need to go on is of ancient standing." -Kierkegaard
Miles and Miles
It would be impolite to be sick
right now, to run a fever
join the aches and pains
but if we did it together
at the same time, it might
just be a vacation.
Thirty hours is such a long
time to be apart
and that is what it is isn't it?
Riyadh-London-Chicago-Tucson
and then
you there, me here but at that
we are quite good.
Now you here (no snow or delay
beset you on your journey)
me, I am here, can touch you and if so,
then how about spending a day
sick in our bed, fever
running, clock ticking, the sun
shining together, all at once.
We might wake up.
It would be impolite to be sick
right now, to run a fever
join the aches and pains
but if we did it together
at the same time, it might
just be a vacation.
Thirty hours is such a long
time to be apart
and that is what it is isn't it?
Riyadh-London-Chicago-Tucson
and then
you there, me here but at that
we are quite good.
Now you here (no snow or delay
beset you on your journey)
me, I am here, can touch you and if so,
then how about spending a day
sick in our bed, fever
running, clock ticking, the sun
shining together, all at once.
We might wake up.
15.2.10
Glue Factory
It won't go well if the ink cannot
remember, something so small
it cannot be erased, so large
it will not be found. Nearly
there, it's almost Tucson
in really bad timing
to wear the best dress
and bring several
bad examples to the airport,
the birds drown us
with their courage
and what about bird?
It isn't the job nor the laundry,
it isn't even the degradation.
The neighbors don't know yet
do they? Has anyone counted
the fingerprints, aroused
any curiosity at all?
All the index does
it does again,
it is outrageous,
those bricks were
already broken and the sand
in the right places, the tablets
could not melt or reconoit,
until the map was a map
and the road a road,
no friend could assume
the lesson or that one
hoped to sell albumin
instead of roan-colored horses
amidst the semen and the sage.
It won't go well if the ink cannot
remember, something so small
it cannot be erased, so large
it will not be found. Nearly
there, it's almost Tucson
in really bad timing
to wear the best dress
and bring several
bad examples to the airport,
the birds drown us
with their courage
and what about bird?
It isn't the job nor the laundry,
it isn't even the degradation.
The neighbors don't know yet
do they? Has anyone counted
the fingerprints, aroused
any curiosity at all?
All the index does
it does again,
it is outrageous,
those bricks were
already broken and the sand
in the right places, the tablets
could not melt or reconoit,
until the map was a map
and the road a road,
no friend could assume
the lesson or that one
hoped to sell albumin
instead of roan-colored horses
amidst the semen and the sage.
12.2.10
To The Mideival World To Be
Not what you think after all
pours the juices
into the crucible of desires
with the accuracy of surgical
steel contemporary soul
might and wisdom vernaculars
distressed factory to you
barbarians fastidious codes
clip currencies alter gross
national products and proliferations
from Biblical whores to whores not
fiat emergency but handwashing
remains the most cost effective
way to prevent the outcome
deserve and demanded
subconsciously effecting whole
lifestyles rather than simplicity
craved after and caved into
upright then walk
into the abyss or shuffle
sky god(s) you dirty rat(s) and rascal(s)
come hither and smite
risk annunciation precipitate
the parable for which
we keep in touch with
polytheists scholars and handclappers
do not ask what is believed
for it is the case that is what
is believed not what is accurate
sentimentally logical compunction
of one supercedence gospel
(aptly, of the fittest)
the physiognomic cosmic threat
facing most people today
is hard to arrive at
and predestined to deploy
via sub-molecular bi-codon miraculology.
Not what you think after all
pours the juices
into the crucible of desires
with the accuracy of surgical
steel contemporary soul
might and wisdom vernaculars
distressed factory to you
barbarians fastidious codes
clip currencies alter gross
national products and proliferations
from Biblical whores to whores not
fiat emergency but handwashing
remains the most cost effective
way to prevent the outcome
deserve and demanded
subconsciously effecting whole
lifestyles rather than simplicity
craved after and caved into
upright then walk
into the abyss or shuffle
sky god(s) you dirty rat(s) and rascal(s)
come hither and smite
risk annunciation precipitate
the parable for which
we keep in touch with
polytheists scholars and handclappers
do not ask what is believed
for it is the case that is what
is believed not what is accurate
sentimentally logical compunction
of one supercedence gospel
(aptly, of the fittest)
the physiognomic cosmic threat
facing most people today
is hard to arrive at
and predestined to deploy
via sub-molecular bi-codon miraculology.
9.2.10
SLAM JOB
I received a poem from "Anonymous Poet" in response a poem recently cited that to me was particularly poignant...as a recluse, exiled poet who lives in her own home town, ironically. Who has lost another job due to my insistence on good behavior in light of such bad behavior from ...oh...a variety of characters in the plot. Ah, it's not so bad...I have a couple of houses and a piece of land somewhere else...I always have somewhere to go and poetry can sustain a soul through alot of irritable times. Not bad times because being jobless doesn't constitute a 'bad time' so much as it is an irritable time.
Anyway....here is what "Anonymous Poet" had to say:
The cloaked actor siphoned my soul in sand grain increments
The mono virgin pulse refracts the gonzo honesty of
the stereo master.
On chewing gum pavements Kneecap-begging beneath cupid for the bio-password - 'the flesh permit'.
Cliched lights humming cliched stories in the cliched moon hours.
The marathon atoms hurling towards the symbol
From kite perspectives they landscape sex-futures, the gust released her.
- Anonymous poet.
Now there are some interesting word choices in there....and it does boil down to word choices in poetry regardless of a poet's intentions, political stance or other sundry influences upon our delicate minds and bodies (as poets not to mention just as people).
GONZO is one. I am a real fan of Hunter, loved the movie and grew up on a diet of Fear and Loathing but from a perspective that I won't share here...too personal.
BIO-PASSWORD....don't you mean PISS word? That would be funnier.
MARATHON ATOMS.....now this is a cheap date. Dutch.
MOON.....well....in the history of Lilac's purpled prose, I have often cited the need to decrease the number of times a poet uses certain words in their entire canon and MOON is one of them. If this is your pick to use the fabled MOON word then so be it. It shouldn't be wasted on drivel however, if you ask me...which obviously you didn't.
SYMBOL....like, ok. Symbol. Personally I think it is best to invent one.
GUST...never end a poem with something that might reveal the hot-airedness of a piece. Poems ought not end with commands to the reader to do something rather, they best end by showing the reader how to feel something or remember something and maybe even, learn something or hey, laugh at something and in that case, you win. I laughed and perhaps I even farted.
Nice try but no cigar. Here, try this:
Anthropomorphisin for What Ails You
copyright 2010 patent pending, all rights reserved, etcetera
Supplied as effervescent tablets
developed by PaidWellConsulta
services at the institute of labcoats
which have been starched
under strict conditions
of conduct and reliability
by Smith-Hollenger dry cleaning, the blade
wiped and concluded that
postnatal demise is a feature
not a fate/fatal/nor fetal
subject to hormone DU casualty
intervention or swaddling
leeching disconjugate hydrogen
links saturated polysaccharide
in compound reduction chambers
of ass-grabbing tender photocopier
memories of such and same dependent
laws, regulations and so forth
clauses and so on complete adverse
reactions stated clearly
isotopy in the literature
plus company benefits package
her hair I remember
was done up in one of those
whirly kinds of pins
for safety and hygienic
exposure to radiological
serums and vaccins, Fr.
to control the spread of
variant wild type I and II
rather than the polka dot
derivative scale versus gender
age county ethnicity
diverse fecund correlative
specs of night vision goggles
in this series and as such
bona fide returns equal less deaths
market analysis suggests
in separate models proved
to be of use in clinical trials
trends microcosms of flesh and blood
one application tiny daggers of 10-20 microns length
which leave nothing at all
to collect or contain,
saving storage and disposal costs
in the dangerous mud
museum of post holocaustic war
after the international covenants
were broke, then hidden
and citizens stopped asking.
I received a poem from "Anonymous Poet" in response a poem recently cited that to me was particularly poignant...as a recluse, exiled poet who lives in her own home town, ironically. Who has lost another job due to my insistence on good behavior in light of such bad behavior from ...oh...a variety of characters in the plot. Ah, it's not so bad...I have a couple of houses and a piece of land somewhere else...I always have somewhere to go and poetry can sustain a soul through alot of irritable times. Not bad times because being jobless doesn't constitute a 'bad time' so much as it is an irritable time.
Anyway....here is what "Anonymous Poet" had to say:
The cloaked actor siphoned my soul in sand grain increments
The mono virgin pulse refracts the gonzo honesty of
the stereo master.
On chewing gum pavements Kneecap-begging beneath cupid for the bio-password - 'the flesh permit'.
Cliched lights humming cliched stories in the cliched moon hours.
The marathon atoms hurling towards the symbol
From kite perspectives they landscape sex-futures, the gust released her.
- Anonymous poet.
Now there are some interesting word choices in there....and it does boil down to word choices in poetry regardless of a poet's intentions, political stance or other sundry influences upon our delicate minds and bodies (as poets not to mention just as people).
GONZO is one. I am a real fan of Hunter, loved the movie and grew up on a diet of Fear and Loathing but from a perspective that I won't share here...too personal.
BIO-PASSWORD....don't you mean PISS word? That would be funnier.
MARATHON ATOMS.....now this is a cheap date. Dutch.
MOON.....well....in the history of Lilac's purpled prose, I have often cited the need to decrease the number of times a poet uses certain words in their entire canon and MOON is one of them. If this is your pick to use the fabled MOON word then so be it. It shouldn't be wasted on drivel however, if you ask me...which obviously you didn't.
SYMBOL....like, ok. Symbol. Personally I think it is best to invent one.
GUST...never end a poem with something that might reveal the hot-airedness of a piece. Poems ought not end with commands to the reader to do something rather, they best end by showing the reader how to feel something or remember something and maybe even, learn something or hey, laugh at something and in that case, you win. I laughed and perhaps I even farted.
Nice try but no cigar. Here, try this:
Anthropomorphisin for What Ails You
copyright 2010 patent pending, all rights reserved, etcetera
Supplied as effervescent tablets
developed by PaidWellConsulta
services at the institute of labcoats
which have been starched
under strict conditions
of conduct and reliability
by Smith-Hollenger dry cleaning, the blade
wiped and concluded that
postnatal demise is a feature
not a fate/fatal/nor fetal
subject to hormone DU casualty
intervention or swaddling
leeching disconjugate hydrogen
links saturated polysaccharide
in compound reduction chambers
of ass-grabbing tender photocopier
memories of such and same dependent
laws, regulations and so forth
clauses and so on complete adverse
reactions stated clearly
isotopy in the literature
plus company benefits package
her hair I remember
was done up in one of those
whirly kinds of pins
for safety and hygienic
exposure to radiological
serums and vaccins, Fr.
to control the spread of
variant wild type I and II
rather than the polka dot
derivative scale versus gender
age county ethnicity
diverse fecund correlative
specs of night vision goggles
in this series and as such
bona fide returns equal less deaths
market analysis suggests
in separate models proved
to be of use in clinical trials
trends microcosms of flesh and blood
one application tiny daggers of 10-20 microns length
which leave nothing at all
to collect or contain,
saving storage and disposal costs
in the dangerous mud
museum of post holocaustic war
after the international covenants
were broke, then hidden
and citizens stopped asking.
7.2.10
I found this poem particularly pleasing, astute. Just enough misery in there coupled with a touch of hope and caution, reality and soul. It is written by J. Allyn Rosser a teacher at Ohio University.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=28098
have soured through bad alloys
of companionship, diet, occupation—"
Well said.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=28098
From the poem, Coming Your Way
"And now this woman whose good intentionshave soured through bad alloys
of companionship, diet, occupation—"
Well said.
Body of Chemotonins from, The Body.doc, Specimen A
Near the bottom scrape
against it searching it-in vain
for the dreamy obturator past the wedding
no mere accident the accelerator
cut fibers that descend punch out
deep and superficial inguinal rings
Saturn and Jupiter plexus
in the antero-latero aspect
distal bifurcate which terminates
oblique contra iliopubic eminence
squeeze damn you squeeze
gray water the magic potion
of deliverance or creation
barstool onto, stirrup into
where she lay on the median
Drop by drop leaks the contagion
into the jejunum this biliary
chemotonin which hasn't been
thus far used to describe
any of the features
so it is trademarked here
first usage and so on.
Near the bottom scrape
against it searching it-in vain
for the dreamy obturator past the wedding
no mere accident the accelerator
cut fibers that descend punch out
deep and superficial inguinal rings
Saturn and Jupiter plexus
in the antero-latero aspect
distal bifurcate which terminates
oblique contra iliopubic eminence
squeeze damn you squeeze
gray water the magic potion
of deliverance or creation
barstool onto, stirrup into
where she lay on the median
Drop by drop leaks the contagion
into the jejunum this biliary
chemotonin which hasn't been
thus far used to describe
any of the features
so it is trademarked here
first usage and so on.
5.2.10
Shatter, February 5 2010
Look up there the car landed
in front of us and behind
the sign rewind to the tree
which upended
the roots savagely torn
teased bad hair or tangled
necklaces and then
this car landed
in the middle of the road
it teetered like a quarter
does before it ends the spin.
Inside were no bodies
no cries it turned
the color of a shipwreck
as it condensed.
My foot out of the door
cigarette flung dramatically
after one last puff to prepare
for that, ready to apply care
to caution, fate, prognosis
to cure, align, designate
pump, call, interupt
and drive over the shatter.
It is the case that there are no accidents
no trees suddenly uprooted or cars
burning or blocking the way.
It is the case that for each one
the vision made particular sense
that day but had it occurred
in two weeks (as it must,
somewhere else) the meaning
would be quite different.
II.
An owl was killed on this road,
I wrapped him, prayed, touched
his beautiful feathers, looked
into his eyes and his life
that I supposedly had taken away
then I laid him in the proper direction
under a mesquite and walked away.
A tree was uprooted in this place.
The wind had knocked it down
but ignored the others. I cut it
into several pieces and will wait
to burn it next year.
A car was flipped in front of us.
I stopped and looked at it,
tried to contain my pride,
the knowledge of witness
and I told the driver
to thank Allah before I left.
I met several people at the right time,
in the right place. Her Quincinera
will not proceed, her object
had been stolen or given away.
There was nothing but to grieve
with her, learn to live quietly,
to watch, to pay attention.
His glasses and her glasses
broke at the very
same hour, on the very same day
and at maghrib, the ability to see
is very important. Very important.
Two groups of birds came in
at dusk with a great noise.
Last year if you remember,
we were almost ready to leave
the pond in Elfrida, the birds
seemed to have gone away,
already performed their migration,
and then all of a sudden
a group flew directly over us,
over me and reminded us
to be patient, last year.
I informed you of this thing.
Yesterday at the pond
which had been refreshed
with winter rains, I knew to be patient,
I learned to wait, to walk slower.
I walked to the other side
of the pond so that I wouldn't
be tempted to leave before
they returned from their day's
journey, to witness their
beautiful return. I wasn't wrong
and not one but two very large groups
came in from two different directions,
aiming for the same reflection
on the water in the core
of this old desert.
Not just large groups, but really large.
The noise that they made
was enormous. They wrote
a verse on the sky
but I couldn't read it,
I could only hear
their recitation
at maghrib, after all
the watchers had abandoned
not just the banks of the pond
but the great colors
and great darkness
after the sun sheds
its light on the water,
the cranes, the maghrib, the peace,
the blessed events and reactions.
III.
The birds fight too
they don't remember
They do not write it down.
The Flock, February 28 2009
-we keep asking the dead
all the wrong questions. -Darla Whitehead, The Long Storm
Here the word ends,
End too to end tends,
At you no end bends. -Musavi Garmarudi
9:00 a.m.
The tumour showed up
on the way to Oklahoma
about four years ago,
I believe in Jesus
she said to me
we're on our way
and can't take it
haggling over the price
of like new glass end tables
or sins, I don't know-
it's a yard sale,
I believe in Jesus
beet red, I must have turned
to look at the knick-knacks.
Her husband wants to be
a mortician she says,
in Oklahoma I believe in Jesus,
as if belief in lymphoma
makes it right.
Her wig band clearly visible
the sallow blend of skin
she was always brown
always believed in Jesus
though, amen, amen, amen.
5:45 p.m.
at Whitewater Draw
where the Sandhill Cranes
come and go on a yearly basis,
water table drops and leaves
cracky mud and gnats, the flock
mostly on the far banks
unwilling to move in a little
closer so that we might
hear them or feel their
territorial bicker.
Oh, last October there were 15,000
that left in March.
It's only February now
and the sun is setting down,
real fast, it is hopeless.
At the very last moment,
just like Firon when the sea
finally convinced him
one large group circled over
and the pattern
of wings as the sun
lit up the feathers
from underneath,
and the engine
of wings roaring
and the breeze
and yes,
the Good News
just before the Magrhib.
1:30 p.m.
The Jehovah's Witness
comes over about
once a month to bring
us the new Watchtower.
She is a real nice lady afterall.
I keep telling myself,
don't talk back, don't talk back.
Look up there the car landed
in front of us and behind
the sign rewind to the tree
which upended
the roots savagely torn
teased bad hair or tangled
necklaces and then
this car landed
in the middle of the road
it teetered like a quarter
does before it ends the spin.
Inside were no bodies
no cries it turned
the color of a shipwreck
as it condensed.
My foot out of the door
cigarette flung dramatically
after one last puff to prepare
for that, ready to apply care
to caution, fate, prognosis
to cure, align, designate
pump, call, interupt
and drive over the shatter.
It is the case that there are no accidents
no trees suddenly uprooted or cars
burning or blocking the way.
It is the case that for each one
the vision made particular sense
that day but had it occurred
in two weeks (as it must,
somewhere else) the meaning
would be quite different.
II.
An owl was killed on this road,
I wrapped him, prayed, touched
his beautiful feathers, looked
into his eyes and his life
that I supposedly had taken away
then I laid him in the proper direction
under a mesquite and walked away.
A tree was uprooted in this place.
The wind had knocked it down
but ignored the others. I cut it
into several pieces and will wait
to burn it next year.
A car was flipped in front of us.
I stopped and looked at it,
tried to contain my pride,
the knowledge of witness
and I told the driver
to thank Allah before I left.
I met several people at the right time,
in the right place. Her Quincinera
will not proceed, her object
had been stolen or given away.
There was nothing but to grieve
with her, learn to live quietly,
to watch, to pay attention.
His glasses and her glasses
broke at the very
same hour, on the very same day
and at maghrib, the ability to see
is very important. Very important.
Two groups of birds came in
at dusk with a great noise.
Last year if you remember,
we were almost ready to leave
the pond in Elfrida, the birds
seemed to have gone away,
already performed their migration,
and then all of a sudden
a group flew directly over us,
over me and reminded us
to be patient, last year.
I informed you of this thing.
Yesterday at the pond
which had been refreshed
with winter rains, I knew to be patient,
I learned to wait, to walk slower.
I walked to the other side
of the pond so that I wouldn't
be tempted to leave before
they returned from their day's
journey, to witness their
beautiful return. I wasn't wrong
and not one but two very large groups
came in from two different directions,
aiming for the same reflection
on the water in the core
of this old desert.
Not just large groups, but really large.
The noise that they made
was enormous. They wrote
a verse on the sky
but I couldn't read it,
I could only hear
their recitation
at maghrib, after all
the watchers had abandoned
not just the banks of the pond
but the great colors
and great darkness
after the sun sheds
its light on the water,
the cranes, the maghrib, the peace,
the blessed events and reactions.
III.
The birds fight too
they don't remember
They do not write it down.
The Flock, February 28 2009
-we keep asking the dead
all the wrong questions. -Darla Whitehead, The Long Storm
Here the word ends,
End too to end tends,
At you no end bends. -Musavi Garmarudi
9:00 a.m.
The tumour showed up
on the way to Oklahoma
about four years ago,
I believe in Jesus
she said to me
we're on our way
and can't take it
haggling over the price
of like new glass end tables
or sins, I don't know-
it's a yard sale,
I believe in Jesus
beet red, I must have turned
to look at the knick-knacks.
Her husband wants to be
a mortician she says,
in Oklahoma I believe in Jesus,
as if belief in lymphoma
makes it right.
Her wig band clearly visible
the sallow blend of skin
she was always brown
always believed in Jesus
though, amen, amen, amen.
5:45 p.m.
at Whitewater Draw
where the Sandhill Cranes
come and go on a yearly basis,
water table drops and leaves
cracky mud and gnats, the flock
mostly on the far banks
unwilling to move in a little
closer so that we might
hear them or feel their
territorial bicker.
Oh, last October there were 15,000
that left in March.
It's only February now
and the sun is setting down,
real fast, it is hopeless.
At the very last moment,
just like Firon when the sea
finally convinced him
one large group circled over
and the pattern
of wings as the sun
lit up the feathers
from underneath,
and the engine
of wings roaring
and the breeze
and yes,
the Good News
just before the Magrhib.
1:30 p.m.
The Jehovah's Witness
comes over about
once a month to bring
us the new Watchtower.
She is a real nice lady afterall.
I keep telling myself,
don't talk back, don't talk back.
4.2.10
1.2.10
On the Dole on the side
I was stunned to realize that barking meant so much more to us than to them.The natural signs in the upside down face of the sky, the part of it that exposed Itself to us, a membrane over the meniscus of the very life we saw to be reflected underneath it wasn’t gray or purple or sundried tomato coloredIts sides pinched between the horizon zippers and hems stitched together with darts trees bolts of lighten ing zen zen over zero nineteen perfect degrees between it all but those were not natural recollections how to how to see itSee it brother you are my brother if it happens you cripple about cling cling hard tight to roads worries examples everything you might have for one day one hour just a minute you just a minute you sixty separate examples on the film strip faster flying about over the screen three two one over and it startsAre you with me here or just with me. I said are you with me or not have you opened the package yet the one that sent itself to you with my address all over the left corner have you opened that package up yet or are you with me here looking in looking in and looking in and look looking looks like this you are not home yet this is the most alone part about it wondering about the reason the leaves have this fur on them what are they saying you know what are they doing all day alone remembering something or hiding the light inside of their microscopic chlorophylled filled hearts that beat without a beating this is the first time in my life you know the very first time and its like paradise walks on its own two feet from here to there you cannot come in just yet no you are not ready to see the roots of that tree she said it might happen to me but doesn’t just get it or doesn’t want to get all over it without without or rather with the same old excuses going on never been this alone before in an entire but not entire just a little bit of today life except in the womb except before it all started to happen with a one two three you are on now take it slowly take it it is yours this job ends and another begins but slow down a minute let us look at some examples first you don’t know what you are talking about buddy how to have stronger healthier bones it says and it says some other things too like dates and watches inside or outside this curtain hides the windows noises just look at their opinions judge not lest ye judge an old canard if there ever was one not sure who came up with that quasi wisdom wisdom but believe it those policies were written by policy makers not us folk who wish or try to help the old woman that he knew the one who couldn’t make any more bricks and they beat her soundly did you notice did you see the birds do it like that no you didn’t see the birds do it like that or the ants or the no don’t go there go here go here and investigate the documents for yourselves the key is still in the old drawer but no one is home to let you in just try to crawl through the old space that no one ever bothered to fix after the fire or even when the noises started upsetting the neighbors scaring the kids who ended up there with comic books with petulance and something resembling self esteem oh now that isn’t fair to say that self esteem business keeps throwing the weight of the argument back at these poor little harmless ax bearers no lets not do that again not not bet the only one to have done that yesterday in the entire room oh sure some of them may have believed they did it but honestly you can read the look in their eyes and know certainly none of them cleaned up a bit or managed one square thought about the real oh for goodness sakes madam do not look at me that way it isn’t my fault and might not be yours either except that you did take the time to buy our number one product so let the buyer beware as they say which isn’t a canard at all go check the other pocket
I was stunned to realize that barking meant so much more to us than to them.The natural signs in the upside down face of the sky, the part of it that exposed Itself to us, a membrane over the meniscus of the very life we saw to be reflected underneath it wasn’t gray or purple or sundried tomato coloredIts sides pinched between the horizon zippers and hems stitched together with darts trees bolts of lighten ing zen zen over zero nineteen perfect degrees between it all but those were not natural recollections how to how to see itSee it brother you are my brother if it happens you cripple about cling cling hard tight to roads worries examples everything you might have for one day one hour just a minute you just a minute you sixty separate examples on the film strip faster flying about over the screen three two one over and it startsAre you with me here or just with me. I said are you with me or not have you opened the package yet the one that sent itself to you with my address all over the left corner have you opened that package up yet or are you with me here looking in looking in and looking in and look looking looks like this you are not home yet this is the most alone part about it wondering about the reason the leaves have this fur on them what are they saying you know what are they doing all day alone remembering something or hiding the light inside of their microscopic chlorophylled filled hearts that beat without a beating this is the first time in my life you know the very first time and its like paradise walks on its own two feet from here to there you cannot come in just yet no you are not ready to see the roots of that tree she said it might happen to me but doesn’t just get it or doesn’t want to get all over it without without or rather with the same old excuses going on never been this alone before in an entire but not entire just a little bit of today life except in the womb except before it all started to happen with a one two three you are on now take it slowly take it it is yours this job ends and another begins but slow down a minute let us look at some examples first you don’t know what you are talking about buddy how to have stronger healthier bones it says and it says some other things too like dates and watches inside or outside this curtain hides the windows noises just look at their opinions judge not lest ye judge an old canard if there ever was one not sure who came up with that quasi wisdom wisdom but believe it those policies were written by policy makers not us folk who wish or try to help the old woman that he knew the one who couldn’t make any more bricks and they beat her soundly did you notice did you see the birds do it like that no you didn’t see the birds do it like that or the ants or the no don’t go there go here go here and investigate the documents for yourselves the key is still in the old drawer but no one is home to let you in just try to crawl through the old space that no one ever bothered to fix after the fire or even when the noises started upsetting the neighbors scaring the kids who ended up there with comic books with petulance and something resembling self esteem oh now that isn’t fair to say that self esteem business keeps throwing the weight of the argument back at these poor little harmless ax bearers no lets not do that again not not bet the only one to have done that yesterday in the entire room oh sure some of them may have believed they did it but honestly you can read the look in their eyes and know certainly none of them cleaned up a bit or managed one square thought about the real oh for goodness sakes madam do not look at me that way it isn’t my fault and might not be yours either except that you did take the time to buy our number one product so let the buyer beware as they say which isn’t a canard at all go check the other pocket
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