The earth is like this to me ha bowne doewn doewn na na na The sky is like this swee swee swee na la And the snow haaah so so hey sshhh Oh so so, you Belovedwhere and what are you to me or to we -- swee swee na na na so so hey The river the river the river sallaway sallaway saraney eoinden eoinden snaei The sun shaping of shadow like this like this (silently) (silently) When do we when do we anina ani na ohw ohw How do we how do we like this like this
(undercover)
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Can’t stand it!
So, sitting down now
with these spills
for fingering consistently
unlike pen and paper
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Q W E R T Y
some Jolly Roger
of our time, that
kind of decisiveness
laid wake –Argh!
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Who’s pilot am I
in this Course of
Consternation re:
(F for Futile/Fluttering)
formation as lark
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Those wings have
spread of their own
anytime anywhere
can take issue exitus
una cum omnia
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But do they give
flight (or fight or flight)
where does the rest
(of us) find lift inconta-
minatum ex cogitatione
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(Out with it!)
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Only this week, Go! give Self
permission to angst, to voice
the angst of the fool the wizened
fool, the one who rides the wobble
of the world who wears the seatbelt,
the constraint of it all, to this existence
–not from fear of hurling through space.
Rather, in being with it all, that Ride-appeal
a tension of ‘not two’ but then what? What Is.
The body vehicle –check, awareness of the body
vehicle –check, the mind –check, absence of mind
–check! This angst –check; ballast ready for jettisoning.
Navigators –check; gross or subtle, oftentimes imperceptible.
ten words: Ten and Ten and Ten Again
it
never
really
surprises
me
where
i
am,
like
here
Life (No 13 in Musical Humors) :
please click here to see/read this ten word ‘poem’
and fourteen words for One Love:
until that time
found or not
it rests in wait
there within –the pearl
• • •
A love like this
Still as fallen snow
Facets in brilliance
We are That
Life Being Life 