Thursday, December 4, 2008

Noun that I've been watching (70)


no lowest-common-denominatrix at the moment.
pure pause in the fresh, unsentenced
way of being. ink swirl on white page,
sans color, a preferred tall stroke.
or round. or warm.
asemic brevity or length.
direct to, from the soul.
with other lives to fortify.
this . one . mark . we . see.

to utter the word 'symbol' frays
what depth potential may inhabit
as before. notation is a nervous habit.
probably the ducks out on the pond
reform the pond.

the pond and willows. and the midnight of
human capacity. my eyes with rhetoric
before them. speaking.
as five senses talk and hear.

there are referents to truth
as truth inducts its way
into the limelit moment
of inception. praying
so we do not nibble at such spare
particulates of how
and where and when
and why.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Noun that I've been watching (69)


bother my brother spoon feed innocence
both of us cry beneath quintet
of scurvy moon we need to shadow
how we are we need to cluster here.

the sacrosanctity eviscerates
the leavings and the work is frayed
again the work is salt
our land made sprinkles of binarity.

long lead wampum to draw headway
from our looming answers
to no questions at all.
we live in tribes we kilter

strands or coins of silver
fresh estate a jaunty kind
of live one will remand us
to our equals generosity to bear.

Noun that I've been watching (68)


oak elicits talk I am at home again
st air wishes lined against a younger
lifetime shimmering with adjectives
on loan from elders wizened with
evidence that someone lived (suppressed)
here or in a near facsimile of mid-plush
that would cover winter and attend to
light cloth days toward beaches.

my mother and each woman prior who made
every home alive would place the set
so actors would arrive and actors would
remain give speeches interact sip something
nibble more allow relate pertain
dry into nightfall

then the rest of us repeated what we thought
we heard and tried to make it work
within the psyche we inhabited
our small shells seasoned into long
hushed lives occasionally glittering
as we were taught to do and we invoke her
name as ofen as we dare and she is here
again always and on occasion as we
notice as we look