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1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.5.3Elegant chill of April
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=172
Sun, 11 Jan 2009 20:15:39 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=172Elegant chill of April,
patrician chill of April.
Restrained hesitance,
adolescence, poignant, unrepeatable –
or repetitious – stillness.
Can’t control the mind, mind
leads to God – or Devil.
Truck mind – let’s explore.
Tired mind. Heat. Stillness. Chill.
Heavy machinery. I lift, forklift.
ILife, I dude, I write, I still.
Shovel, rake, hoe, clippers.
Landscape.
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Outside the shell
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=169
Sun, 11 Jan 2009 20:07:30 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=169embrace every particle of ground
with mucus foot
asphalt unpleasant
don’t look up
don’t look for sky effects reflected
in the glint of puddled earth
don’t ask about the blue
just love the rain
its intimate ticking on my car shell roof
]]>Deserted
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=167
Sun, 11 Jan 2009 19:59:18 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=167is it gringo? is it local?
is it tainted? is it poisoned?
is it a photograph? a portrait? a container?
is it a town, a road? is it a hotel, a place to stay, a ranch, a desert?
is it wilderness or is it populated?
small mammals, do they drink the dew?
]]>Ice shelf fall
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=165
Sun, 11 Jan 2009 19:54:30 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=165to not care
watch the ice shelf fall
see the earth productive
until the sun dies or
the sun dies from my eyes
whichever comes first
not in the blood or Present Moment
weaving on a paper loom
that’s naught but warp (or weft?)
when I’m done
nothing’s left
voices trail away
]]>Hardly paradise
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=163
Sun, 11 Jan 2009 19:48:46 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=163re-erect the scaffold of my word life
less words than rhythm of my privacy
like calling a spring “water”
like calling a sky “air”
relaxation drains from prancing limbs
forms a pool on the stone floor
stone sink in the plaza watering
your sins with relaxation
hardly paradise –
you don’t hunt except surprise
]]>Kleptoparasitic
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=161
Sun, 11 Jan 2009 19:42:29 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=161blue room
metallic surf with pelicans
magnificent frigates sail then shimmy shake and plunge
kleptoparasitic
essentially of air
Raimundo sings while working
pigs in the neighborhood
tame ones
wild ones
plumeria blossoms lit with passing light
pang remembered horse
in dusty twilight
prance limbs backlit
rider whom
I thought was in command
]]>Coco frio cart
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=117
Thu, 01 Jan 2009 19:26:32 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=117men with machetes hack a hole in it
straw drinks the water out
sharp scrapers filet fish flesh into a plastic bag
then doctored with weird condiments
* limes (a special squeezer)
* red sauce (apricot and chili)
almost nauseatingly strange
eating coco frio’s slippery bites
I left some in the rental car
]]>The vacationer’s fear
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=114
Thu, 01 Jan 2009 19:18:31 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=114the vacationer’s fear of writing
the vacationer’s fear of being pulled back in
the vacationer’s desire to stay unknown
the unknown traveler wanting to be cool
the gregarious adventurer wanting to retreat
smart aleck surf alert
smog alarm smoke ahem
speaking – the traveler’s fear of March
work – woke up in one world
]]>Heartbeat too relentless
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=110
Thu, 01 Jan 2009 19:12:30 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=110still trying to still
still trying to still
the murderous heart
now folded back between
its boney wings
admiring sirens
and enamored of disaster
it can’t be cured of
wanting to quicken
quicken quicken
quack quack
every vein
now I’m trying to end it
pace being too fast
and heartbeat too relentless
springs out of my chest
shoves aside my breasts
bursts the bounds of bra (or busts)
lies there hardening raw in air
texture of dried beef (it’s jerky)
dark blood color, failed,
an awkward stone, organic and obscure
we are no different from the plants in our avidity
]]>Poetry: my daughter
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=91
Sun, 07 Dec 2008 19:11:21 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=91Poetry: my daughter
a purchase, something changes hands
blue, green, bronze
Poetry: my children saved me
split shifts, nine or ten more days
the sleeping garden
Poetry: long correspondence
postcard, Quiet Mind
a force of isolation,
to swim underwater mostly
Poetry: headache
constant snow
the optic nerve
Poetry: the dog with you
]]>Looking for focus
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=84
Sun, 07 Dec 2008 19:02:16 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=84Looking for focus, but focus is not there,
due to a disorder of the optic nerve.
Looks like rows of flags hung off a yacht.
Sometimes the floors are level, sometimes not.
There are trains. You can get on one.
There are absolutes, hug them, clutch them.
Can you sit through this?
]]>Straw, bricks, gold
https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=79
Sun, 07 Dec 2008 18:55:47 +0000https://gemtactics.net/cinquantedeux/?p=79Straw, bricks, gold. Do I have contact
with these things? Yes, mulch
in the garden, red bricks edge
the garden path, gold design around
the edge of plates. Truly brilliant,
flawed.
I have questions. I am inquisitive,
but frightened. Spontaneity walled.
I am already in a foreign country,
staying a long time.