Jan 30, 2014

Reynolds & Midway XXXVI.


                                                                        for Kenneth (two of them)
                                                                     fromderinside & kennethamy
                                     

is the # of angels who can stand on the
head of a pin ° the number of angels 0
alienangels dancing dying on Jupiter's
methane hurricane that Richard Kenney 
utterd whilst I waterd the porcelain garden
gold golden rains how many angels/
angles right o square how many Romans
they go   you must use theee?   if it's not up
by sunrise       10 x around the palace
signs of consciousness in Pita's couplets
flickrd, misrememberd come ! Come let us
plant & build & till the earth & live 1 000
yrs this time that slippery silverfork we will
freely unheed & stand naked & w out shame
before our Father, you & I, for He loves
us much very & we will wend the wilderness
merry, man & woman proud & adore Him
Holy Holy Father Maker & mother ing
young & ancient tomorrow a million billion
yesterdays & Yes yes the music the evolution
greening blowing blooming crack & crunch
of cells atomic blood gears upon gears wheels
gears wheels motion moving Boyleing in blossom
in perpetuity & timeless pinpoint  now  non
motion unchange in chains chains wheels
gears seeds seeds seeds seeds wheels born
births GOD yes born & born & born again
cycles wheels time angels in Jupiter dying
dancing protons neutrons electrons whales arks &
archwhales chains wheels in deep sea space
absent cold hot void spiralling black points .s
mas .s & more to A point  Julian of Norwich
she the point pointed to in eloquence & Love
that all shall be well & all manner of things
shall be well in Christ Jesus Lord God Son Holy
Sun bright  bright Son   Light     The Light
and . Of GOD the sum of all       Almighty
One 1 & 0 Zero  zeroes        Omega ± Alpha
man made Maker made man & machine &
gears atoms blades stems seeds milk Mother
rest eternal black       void        void              v



° 'or' in Spanish
1.30.2014

Jan 21, 2014

Love (erasure poem; from William Shakespeare's "A Lover's Complaint")


From a reworded story
this double voice
fortified beauty
Time had not scythed

her levell'd eyes spheres
tied To the orbed earth

Her hair Proclaim'd pride
Hanging
she in a river weeping
applying wet to wet hands
gave the flood
silk and curious secrecy

Cried witness and damned in rage
    A reverend man
    a blusterer privileged by age

   'Father '
she says 'in me
The injury of many hath power
might spreading to myself
Love to myself
to gain grace'

That maiden made 
     him hang

    Small show of man
    his visage wavering
    without beauteous form
    falseness the sway he makes

quickly the verdict went
    his case
made not 
   his tongue did sleep
all passions in 
   his will
granted their own will

imagination in thought
labouring never touch'd
    his heart
woeful affections Reserved
Finding honour shielded

the foil
Of this jewel 
   his amorous
spoil
destined
forced
  put peril in her way

stop

rage    blood    fear

o Reason weep and cry

'This 
   man's foul
   in deceit vows defiling
   Thought and word
   bastards of his foul heart

I held
afraid
blood

Love     made not
true nor kind

shame
so much in me remains
how much reproach
my heart so much
Harm

heart wounded
Of grief
and effects of terror
but fighting
twisted weepingly
    With stone's nature hard
    Weak sickly wit made moan
    hot Of subdued desires

yield I myself
    to you
I their altar
    you

advance 
   Whose white command
   Hallow'd with sighs burning me
under you
   comes sanctified of holiest note
  Which kept cold distance and did thence remove

To spend
what is
    The thing we have not
    mastering
    Playing Playing unconstrained?'

She scars of battle
valiant her force
put out 
    Religion's eye


'How mighty you are O hear me
broken bosoms that to me belong
emptied all their fountains
I pour your ocean strong and you being strong

Must for your victory
compound love to your power
in grace
Believe when 
    they assail
All vows and consecrations giving bond 


space 


In thee    For thou art all

     wilt      inflame impediments
stand forth! Love's arms are peace
The aloe of all 
     force

Now hearts on mine depend
Feel it break with bleeding groan
    the battery
soft to that strong-bonded oath'

This said eyes were levell'd
Each cheek a river running
O how the stream gave grace

glowing
flame through water

    O father what hell
In the small tear
What rocky heart
What breast is not warm here?

    his passion
    resolved to white chastity
    Shook off he appears melting
    His poison a plenitude of

    swooning paleness
    he best
    To blush to turn white

Show nature kind

    When he most burn'd in heart
    He preach'd and praised
    concealed fiend

    cover'd


    fell.


1.16-17.14

Jan 17, 2014

Reynolds & Midway XXXV.


Where went the black sedan when the night closed
and winter whisperd crisp among the streetlights;
when jealous husbands cruncht on bully tires
slowly around the 'one-night cheap hotels'
where behind counters weary nite clerks dozed

& bolted televisions droned w/ smut
or local news & radiators billowd
easy heat for traveling salesmen, tight
Canadian nookie peddlars, tired tourists,
& wand'ring souls with ulcers in the gut

who read in Gideon's bible the smeard print
of thumbs that also lookd for consolation
or possible escape routes from the gaze
of God Who watchd over each motor lodge
& sent his angels in the cautious squint

of housekeepers, Who gleamd in their dark eyes,
their brown & callusd fingers; where repose
was written in the hint of areoles,
the subtle contours of the pelvic carriage,
the music of trilld speech, the clack of keys?

Hidden by smokestaind blinds the long legs stretcht
along a borrowd bed; a borrowd wife
beneath his writing arm, the flaccid bicep
hairless, harmless as a sleeping child's,
& at the wrist a fat, gold-banded watch

where time clickd like the crash of distant glass.
In one more hour, he thought, timing his thought
to each slow shift & breath of her whose sleep
was precious to them both, and I'll have come
of age. Close by, determined headlights passd.


1.16-17.14

Jan 4, 2014

Reynolds & Midway XXXIV

Genesis 34

When Dinah, child of Leah, went out to see
the 'daughters of the land', she was 'defiled'
by Shechem, who then cleavd to her & wisht
her for a wife. & then a bloody mess.
To my small mind, also to speak the truth,
at least the shade of it dimly aglow
in the pink & bloody meat of my simple heart:
The man's a beast who takes an innocent
by his mere muscle, by a fashiond arm,
or under threat of any kind of harm—
a beast, no more. Christ, may his balls be severd,
his name dishonord, shamed. May this petition
be thought of, Lord, by You, & God the Father,
an he wld genuflect, & mock contrition.

1.3.2013