tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45188381202010557082023-06-20T06:46:13.718-07:00chirps, moans, whistlesI open my mouth and a sound comes outcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.comBlogger340125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-88228155939559706352011-09-09T22:22:00.001-07:002011-09-10T21:35:00.912-07:00taken<br />
back into the eternal<br />
<br />
in that moment of forever<br />
(as in any other moment)<br />
planets dissolve<br />
stars trumpet their insides <br />
repeatedly<br />
side by side galaxies unravelcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-68326615148109134962011-04-04T21:23:00.000-07:002011-04-04T21:23:18.130-07:00Hollythe neighbor’s female and our male plant<br />
throwing stickery smiles across the fences--<br />
an outburst of berries, a fluster <br />
of red bellies and wax wings...castlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-62831402273322455712011-04-02T17:56:00.002-07:002021-12-06T08:27:55.922-08:00stand-inF---- you! <br />
announced his voice over and over again<br />
when he, himself, in handcuffs<br />
and face down on the grass<br />
was powerless to do socastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-70100064196113401272011-04-01T18:50:00.000-07:002013-03-06T10:51:13.511-08:00conclusionvisiting Greece, Rome<br />
after reading too many historical novels--<br />
<br />
here and there it left us reminders, yes<br />
but History is gonecastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-81730307297334538972011-03-31T19:59:00.001-07:002021-12-06T08:33:55.240-08:00driving up the mountainfrom the clatter of rain--<br />
flapping wipers, squash of water and fling--<br />
into ethereal silence<br />
white flakes that veer away from the windshield<br />
float off on a cushion of aircastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-58713166711027497702010-11-26T16:30:00.001-08:002010-11-26T16:30:52.494-08:00neighborshe decorated her picture window<br />
with artificial flowers, a seasonal display<br />
aimed at the world in general<br />
for she kept mostly to herself<br />
spoke to no one on her streetcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-23298545928912479812010-07-16T22:45:00.001-07:002021-12-06T08:36:46.103-08:00a difference in personalitieswhen he walks into the room<br />
he has questions, he has theories<br />
he emerges with stories<br />
<br />
the same room blooms for him<br />
that his wife leaves cold, aloofcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-47406786434796474272010-07-16T22:44:00.000-07:002021-12-06T08:49:31.980-08:00feeding the strayupending the can of cat food into a china bowl <div>she sets it on the steps</div><div>the cat comes running with an open mouth</div>castlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-60681867640845613692010-07-16T22:42:00.000-07:002013-03-06T11:52:35.872-08:00dreamI was haranguing someone, a new father<br />
arguing that time seems long to children<br />
that half of life seems childhood<br />
introduce them now to the riches of this world<br />
<br />
he interpreted it to mean a full toy boxcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-77277474703353054192010-07-10T18:57:00.000-07:002013-03-06T12:55:20.332-08:00beyondremember how<br />
one day you were going to show them?<br />
and now you could, but it doesn't matter?<br />
<br />
the best revenge is no revengecastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-1934344007405439892010-06-07T16:28:00.000-07:002013-03-06T11:54:18.663-08:00barbecue tastes better on a wrinkled tableclothwhat delicious food you have here<br />
can I be your housefly?<br />
<br />
time to invest in a spider...castlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-66646743659296757972010-05-12T21:41:00.000-07:002010-05-12T21:42:04.040-07:00it has been given to her<br />to be pestered by little boys<br /><br />children gather in the neighborhood<br />cries of newborns on each side<br /><br />we haters end up surrounded<br />living with what we hatecastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-16833596339167548992010-05-11T19:02:00.000-07:002013-03-06T11:09:23.791-08:00I<br />
the viewpoint roofed <br />
and crowded with visitors<br />
posing, chattering<br />
ignoring the view<br />
which anyway was dusty...<br />
<br />
II<br />
she let illness <br />
wipe her glasses<br />
a brighter sun<br />
came shining through...castlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-77159562626049220312010-05-06T22:31:00.000-07:002010-05-06T22:34:31.323-07:00definitionnostology—<br />he reached an end against the wall of time<br />bouncing backward through the telescope<br />for a shuddering return to the majesty<br />of images, pre-speechcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-6085127129085051772010-05-06T12:36:00.000-07:002013-03-06T11:15:05.106-08:00not for sale or rent (on Fruitvale Ave)no pictures to disturb the rhythm of blank walls<br />
nor furniture to dim the echoes, interrupt the flow<br />
of parquet flooring room to room<br />
no curtains to impede the sun<br />
<br />
no tenants to destroy the<br />
tranquility of the self-built building<br />
empty 25 yearscastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-30904921564213861122010-05-05T19:08:00.001-07:002010-05-05T19:08:48.285-07:00noted today at the shopping centerchildren lined up, pointing fingers <br />at the pigeons on the roof, lined up<br />pointing beaks at the childrencastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-3103214454383597022010-05-03T17:32:00.000-07:002013-03-06T11:45:43.801-08:00not an exampleholding out her arms<br />
she stood among pines as an equal<br />
until some children came into sightcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-52278306748866461642010-05-01T21:52:00.000-07:002010-05-01T21:53:01.078-07:00at the theaterentering, you bring <br />your own life into the room<br />squeeze into the old upright seats<br />(among tarnished gilding)<br />(under the painted-on dome,)<br />(telescopes of lights clipped to the balconies)<br /><br />stand up several times and let pass<br />arriving small commotions<br />how does the usher keep <br />her disillusionment in check<br /><br />the performers continually fling<br />enchanted ropes into the audience<br />you don’t have to reach very far to catch one<br /><br />the critic refuses--<br />he has disentangled himself and<br />sits disenchanted among the ropescastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-45877818167284295482010-05-01T17:02:00.000-07:002010-05-01T17:03:01.839-07:00procreationthey didn't have "a people they belonged to"<br />so they tried to make their owncastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-67368890690783582822010-04-30T16:38:00.000-07:002010-04-30T16:39:14.856-07:00last night's dream in wordstwo black cats, in greeting<br />flash green eyes at each other<br />lighting up the forest floorcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-939144734346447922010-04-29T17:07:00.000-07:002010-04-29T17:08:17.493-07:00the body believes the clothes<br />when driving, accepts the car as part <br />of its circumference and status<br />the hand believes the hammer and the pen<br />and she thinks her crooked spine <br />is a part of herselfcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-56659589225185177012010-04-28T20:32:00.001-07:002013-03-06T12:53:57.830-08:00melting pothe's black African/European<br />
she's Korean/Chinese<br />
their child is going to<br />
reconcile the continentscastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-62359109318992130012010-04-27T11:57:00.000-07:002013-03-06T11:57:44.696-08:00in his penthouse condominium<br />
twenty-one stories up, with the 360 degree view<br />
he had hoped to be lifted<br />
above petty concerns...castlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-2793522072326454182010-04-26T13:41:00.000-07:002010-04-26T13:55:26.083-07:00place of businessah, a tasteful new facade<br />remodel of the sales floor<br /><br />in the back, where the employees are kept<br />no pretense--it's peeling paint<br />torn linoleum, exposed pipes<br />the truth of cobwebs at the high windowscastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4518838120201055708.post-65328614447193575132010-04-25T15:00:00.001-07:002013-03-06T11:51:14.683-08:00more dreamsn center city, an encampment<br />
billowing tents, wildly waving pennants<br />
music of gongs and chimes<br />
<br />
the people reverent, participating in rituals <br />
of deep meaning, ancient significance<br />
<br />
when the families stopped dancing and the music died<br />
she curled up in her chair and cried,<br />
walked down the street with clenched fists--<br />
<br />
all this we gave up for knowledge?<br />
knowledge had better be worth itcastlewonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17353734868646728115noreply@blogger.com1