REVELLIE

“. . . the natives dancing naked and innocent—without knowledge of sin!” ~Eugene O’Neil, Mourning Becomes Electra, Act 1, The Haunting
 .
morning becomes
mourning, becomes
 .
electra
 
becomes
electric
 
becomes
eclectic  
 
becomes mourning
becoming morning.
 
etcetera
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ZOHAR

uncover the covered,
the secret in the alphabet,
the nut in the shell.

uncover the covered.

uncover the secret,
the inhale of the exhale,
the fist in the palm.

reveal the concealed.

the blood in the vein,
the knife in the sheath,
the eye of the storm.

uncovered.

EVENING SPREAD AGAINST THE SKY

“Secrets that follow like a tedious argument.” ~T.S. Eliot, Prufrock

there is no end
to this beginning
but only in the end

of what was our beginning
and our ending
and our middle

when midnight comes
from around the corner
of this and that

and an old man in a hat
and an old woman in a shoe
can neither do nor undo
this and that.
from a tangle of tedious argument

(like an old man’s hat)

like the laces of an old woman’s shoe
hiding in the corner, dangling from the ceiling,
squealing from behind the closet door,
from behind the garden door,
from behind the tick tick tick of

never more.

USELESS LULLABY 2

                       ‘I am concerned primarily with the architecture of a poem, not with its meaning; in fact, every poem I write is intended as an assault on meaning.” ~L.G. Corey

nothing remains
of what once was
something etched,

(perhaps)

in black rock
or brakish water
or the cheek
of a sleeping child

rocking in the treetop

rocking endlessly,
falling noiselessly
when the bough

breaks.

and down comes baby,
and down comes cradle,
and down comes

all.

 

 

MORNING BECOMES ELECTRIC

the earth erupts with bread,
the stars with wine.
.
the giant and the dragon sleep.
.
everything, asleep.
everything, breathing.
everything, dripping from the kudzu,
from the vine of heaven.
.
WACHET AUF!
.
shriek the cicadas
falling from the branches
of dead trees
standing at
.
the gates of heaven,
.
dying at
the gates of heaven.
.
crashing at
the gates of heaven
where the dragon and the giant
.
sleep..

misc.

jack is in the box.
the mill is on the floss.

and sidewalk cracks
break their backs,

so skip to my loo my darling.

slip and slide
and skip and hide
in a box with jack
down a sidewalk crack
that breaks his back
while softly singing,

“loo, loo, loo, my darling.”.

TWO FOUND POEMS W/ ONE COMPUTER-GENERATED SOURCE

1.
memories of water:

sinful and cold,
we dream electric dreams,

sitting by the fire.

2.
the refugee
makes his way
through many places.

The bastard will come
dazzling beside the flowers
wanting eruptions under the air.

While the Queen will go
luminous, unseeing
over the horizon,

under the air
over the flowers.

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COMPUTER GENERATED SOURCE:
Totally big beside the sky
I envision quaking fears among the tombs
Alass! The thought has fled
Sinful and cold near the fire.
You entice electric dreams among the wind
Alass! The bastard will come
Very dazzling beside the flowers
You taste wanting eruptions under the air
Damn! The Queen will go
luminous unseeing
over the horizon
memories of water
In how many places
the refugee
make his way
before help could come

HANGING GARDENS

death is decisive,.

signed and sealed
in the palm of God’s hand,

written on the wall of Babylon
by his moving finger
moving on and on and on.

and so,
the poem is written,
written on the wall of Babylon
copied from the chiromancy
hidding in his hand,

making death decisive,
solid and immovable
like a wall in Babylon

where the hanging gardens
hang in Babylon
and the moving finger,
having writ,

moves on.