A woodpecker is knocking In the leaves overhead and above that hollow backbeat Everything is singing and churning wildly Like the light high up That bumps against the vaults Of the never-to-be-completed cathedral Suddenly An eyelid starts to twitch Like a rabbit inside a magician’s hat Je says this must be where p and ~p This must be the excluded middle Je waits for a friend in the dark by the pigeonshit statue Life revolves around it But no one needs it any more We take for granted that meaning Is just like Coyote Leaning against a wall Watching clouds go by Et cetera Is just like a stutter and 10 disconnected thumbs Is just like our native oaks Which have an erotic need for an occasional fire to assist their reproduction Dogen said something that would go right here In the merriest way As if it were champagne I don’t believe the sky is blue I’ve been to Heaven and it’s just crazy like The Wild Verbs Of your Nipples
Like a worm squirming across the sidewalk
After the rain evaporates
Remember When you wake The shape of a wind-carved rock in a sandy landscape Its features looking like a face Wrinkled Without wisdom We are all precaristas made homeless by the bombing Suddenly An eyelid starts to twitch Then the biceps Or the triceps Start to pulse Like a heart Like a rabbit inside a magician’s hat Like saying From this vantage point The present lies ahead In the parched word the vast sizzling The loose and tangled fiber This is just reporting But I read there’s a star that looks like a human eye (You saw us flying over the lake So absorbed in your thoughts That when we landed we were astonished To find a few of our feathers wet) O you Cacklers Cackle away On earth no unearthliness Lights on in the Shell station And only you can still clarify the Vedas Et cetera I have a memory – like a postcard – of myself up to my neck in Hope That’s right Me Up to my neck in hope! The ink that spills thickest before it runs dry
[Note: Sources: “Autopoiesis” XXXVII back to XXIV. Reed Bye, “Border Theme”, in Join the Planets; Ernesto Priego, “Dawn of the Zombies”, Never Neutral, November 16, 2007; Rupert Loydell, “Slow-Motion”, in A Conference of Voices; Mike Davis, London Review of Books, 15 Nov 2007 (see Eileen R Tabios, “LET MOI SENTENCE YA!!” The Blind Chatelaine's Poker Poetics, Thursday, November 15, 2007, where she challenges her readers to use this Davis quote in a poem. Ha, Eileen. Ha); Jack Collom “poem”, in Red Car Goes By: Selected Poems 1955 – 2000 (p.227, in case there’s more than one poem named “poem”); Alan Baker, untitled, from a work in progress; Andrea Baker, “Preface”, in like wind loves a window; Paul Violi, “In Khlebkikov’s Aviary”, in Overnight; Vincent Katz, “Rapid Departures”, in Rapid Departures; Jean Vengua, “Momentum”, in Prau; Ernst Bloch, The Principle of Hope (trs. Neville Plaice, Stephen Plaice and Paul Knight)]
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