#156 - at the conference junket

6.6.20

156

at the conference junket

this is it pretty well verbatim

forget my room number

forget why I’m here

and here again

of course though there are inklings

no need to travel anymore

I’m always already on my way

writing this down in the great waking tide

against

won’t yet be

forget my panic for a fascination

just today’s poem in here – call it duty

know I’ve reshaped myself and seeing

and back to the fray

I’m recognized

still brought to the lounge

(I have hovered, found a way, but now)

told they are reprobates

I know they are

I think – Americans mainly

all the one beard or might as well be

I almost say you see can see why they say…

on the bus, is it?

more of a stadium

hand on my shoulder suggests

intrigue

a long time lost between conversations

in that family left to introduce myself

hajimemashite doozo yoroshiku onegaitashimasu

such strangeness

they are cold

it’s centuries of training

the correspondences arbitrary if meaning

who are these ones? – style cripples, foundering tongues

they take the language away – I’m alone

then it’s as if I’ve come out

that quarter, gingerbread almost

not yet

their faces, that street

I could ask for Central

or be lost and go with it  

see their faces

will I fit in a word?

the hard thing is sex

must not be spoken

what lips

and I’m arms up out with the wonder  

the headgear all icing

cake decoration

bright I mean

not to taste

they are all urgent and gone

and then of a sudden

drab streets

tall tenement walls

as if in a first shooter game

I feel no fear but that I should

can’t see that

but I see in the dark

see through it

none  of this can be the day

very often wonder

what kind of craft is it

could have brought

joy of as if my own creation

keep walking and wonder

which way the souk?

and if I retrace

but already I know

the streets I came

will never  be there again

just so

come into the open stars

know by the planets close

this is another world

and, as with everything suspected

swim home in the air

(no one else does

but all know that you can…

that wink glint each to each

tells he dreams

… dreams still

… and let him)

 …

from the fire to this lost song

you could go anywhere in there

but don’t … it’s why immortality

it’s as if so far into this dusk

the dawn were coming now

someone shows an arrow out

that arrow never lands

type it all up in daylight

ask

is it every night

such a world

where I am lost and lose

?

my own wheeze brings me round

#155 - dreamt

5.6.20

155

dreamt

two dead birds

each set to a stream, branch

come to life and flew

themetune: Beatles – something in the way…

second one, kookaburra

who else was there?

on the way to the fire

dream I dreamt

and dream I dream

and wake

slept off a cliff

into this day

scenes of a crime returned

not a word now

just as dream worn

wallaby thud slow beyond dawn

then pumpkin hunting

wilds of winter

where the last vine got away 

#154 - (so far) untitled

4.6.20

154

a wobble askance

one missing

grope

the mazed word

two syllables

I wobbled with 

make use of

what walls there are

awry

such transports

and my own two feet

not widdershins, no, simpler

though I did check the clock

could have written this in the dark

there was ink and there was paper

but no

must see by my own

take passages

through doors off kilter

say

askance

word waking where I’m vanished

in dictionary haystack head

must be there somewhere

somewhere there

time’s signing always what will be

all day

lost looking for just the word

just the one word I lost

#153 - it's every waking moment in the dream again

3.6.20

153

it’s every waking moment in the dream again

climb those selfsame footworn stairs

so came to the eye of the needle

door too small to post myself

I will

put up my shoes

took hat down

fear squeeze still

empires to rise

and stars fell there

I was someone somewhere else

am

ask no questions tell no lies

try again

but the address is lost

day won’t fit in the dream

dream encompasses all light

glow still in the up first thing

pile paper kindling air and ember

so it must be winter we’ve come to

every window a different world

puts you in the picture

make mirror of anything that shines

cloud at a time I come

scribble the first thing down 

#152 - optimally

2.6.20

152

optimally

hello you

lovely day

the best idea expands

good will and fellow feeling

music makes the room

best of words ring wisdom wit

one body will worship another

                   favour’s returned

this has to be an animal interest

it’s from this more come

and there are other optimal outcomes

silence or a puff of breeze

stand tall as a tree

when you are

day has a lamp

plug in

unwinged angels

gods in everything smile on

this best of all possible

everything up the garden path

never all my own work

time is smelling the roses, carnations

the jasmine, eucalyptus, petrichor

and soil itself

optimally wormy

shortcuts suggested

some intergalactic

that’s observation with extensive view

best for the creatures when worlds won’t collide

bin thinkin bout my long long time

and let my people go

like this

part seas when a pharaoh follows

nut it out

from evil, this strength – resistance

best when truth sets free

laugh the Nazis out

if trust, then more

craic on

feel each other’s pain

celestial roundabout

glitter tip drip

it’s always best when planets line up

skip stones

and flatten the curve

end emissions shortly

breathe

that sigh’s relief

optimally clocks stop

at my command

unworld the worst

hop off

likewise fire’s out when I tell it

a flood tops up the dam

look no flags

no sharpened sticks

no them-us-ing

respect!

humans all

animals too

fatal follies

let equally brief

give meaning

ballet and hold sway

wings to top

crash sea

how else across?

but bridge it

let me hear you out

save forests

listen to the listening

do a thing until it’s right

let’s visit

be friends

a tree again full fruited catch

and share

think before you believe

and ask a question first

(that’s the t-shirt)

give praise, thanks

the accolades deserving clout

ask always if

glorious sauce this appetite

kindness – our common cup

understanding, another view

beauty finds us for a form

take off on just a wing whiff

optimally every wish devout

it’s all together in this weather

we rage and calm the storm

seasons bliss to name

and falling apart with you

best hearts hold each other up