NOWHERE GIRL
will you be
fire
will you
be icevolcano, glacier,
soft earth, hard rockor, when I hold you,
will you be
true to your elementair?
be everywhere;
nowhere?
NOWHERE GIRL
26 Monday Nov 2018
26 Monday Nov 2018
07 Sunday Oct 2018
17 Saturday Sep 2016
Posted elemental, ironical/comic, Poem, poetry
inof all
the elements
I trust air
let a tornado
come and take me
better so
could have been
standing on a
volcanic fissure
about to blow
and that noisy seismic nonsense
sure to trigger an ocean tsunami
better to
fall, fall, fall
thinking how best
to procure a
parachute somewhere
06 Monday Jun 2016
Posted Astrological, Dance, elemental, Poem, poetry
inPisces people
walk funny
waddle
like ducks
find it
strange
to be
on dry
land
and as for dance,
hopeless there too
unless you count
Nureyev, Baryshnikov
and Nijinsky.
30 Wednesday Mar 2016
I see you now, Mr
tiger’s-eye,
rock idol long before
electricity
turns the
world fluorescent
into
a
compact disk
and I wonder
if you
can still shepherd us
through those
surreal doors
where everything
devolves
is
ceaselessly evolving
30 Wednesday Mar 2016
I think that time
has winnowed, is
winnowing me
(though I had to
look up the word to
check if it was apt to
speak
in terms of
a kind of austerity via
refinement, a
minimalist beauty)
love that word
as much as the air (always
taking more now
stripping me down
to a core, letting
the solution
evaporate) loves
me
and there I go, bit by bit,
including the bits that
you loved
and loved you
they
will not travel far
or long, I am assured
so great the need
bound to find a home.
21 Monday Dec 2015
who brewed
this storm
with all its Shakespearean
atmospherics and
theatrics?
what witches seasoned this
thunder, made sure
the lightning forked beautifully
they may
have the appearance
of ancient sisters
but once
I beheld them
(and they me)
differently
05 Thursday Nov 2015
hate being chivvied
put in a
pot of pressure
observing how when
my water meets air meets fire
(as blessedly I slip out of
myself a microsecond)
it turns to
screaming steam
03 Friday Apr 2015
there is something dreamily
Classical about her poetry
typical tactic
(with her
aesthetic strategy
beautifully consistent) is
to plunge into
obscure history, dive
deep into lore
to say that there
is ordinariness neither
in objects nor
the people who
apprehend
make lives with them
together so swimmingly
like water
and fish
water and fish
whose perfect grapheme might
be the (with c or
k) the Sanskrit word for Pisces
23 Monday Mar 2015
Posted Creation, Dark and light, elemental, Metamorphosis, mystical, mythical/mythological, Poem, poetry, transformation
inbecause of
darkness
there is fire
because of fire
there is
light and
blood, and
torture
flames kiss-licking
so tenderly as
they consume