Tight sectarian interim
Waiting for news of successes of fortitude
Waiting for hope to make gains on quiet panic
An army of would-be critics is massing
Time is being distilled to its essence
Pressing compressing
Misery comes winnowing hindrance shimmering into view
Hunted by satirical improvements over small dominion
This world is a sketch tattooed into weakness
Limbo
The dream is another chance at dreaming
But rest
First the perfect rest
A militant but unknowing rest
Anything untenable
Waiting for a break in the pulse
Drumbeat
Pushing toward… [Keep reading…]
light-party lymphic spending the age in swaths each contemptuous foreboding you say yourself in unrest knowing no names you are the first & foremost abstracted from all the gentle context of your recollection you are the sound of glass coming apart in the cold… [Keep reading…]
living at the end of time on the furthest outcrop of history pallid impersonal subjective in the utmost outpacing radical fissures in melancholy avowal penetrating the mystery of balance we live in the space of a smile… [Keep reading…]
today’s light was today’s light only riveted to shapes passing between us like words & clock hands in seaside soup… today’s light was something other than time gathering in folds to reorganize the road ahead… [Keep reading…]
i am angry at confusion my own or the world’s angry that a muddle of false fresh hopes can turn good depth of meaning into peril stark & senseless within a breath of indiscretion angry that rules are inconstant allies ungoverned incorrigible cheats & mostly desolate i am angry at the world at meaning & absence & their tremulous union… [Keep reading…]
crafted of syllables simmering witnessing aware of hints of expansion into purpose permanence replenishment into light like glass castles on cloud this ideal this indefinable as something beyond progressing progresses in a stark array of elements the finery of stellar shift an absolute remaking of every everything interlaced & simultaneous do you have a viable defensible answer? do you have a reserve of time to search? in the sullen shadow of a creator-raptor in the wake of revelations dismissed these walls have witnessed knowledge in its squeamish remarking… [Keep reading…]
SPEAK WHOLLY THE SMOLDERING PLUME
speak wholly defiant face to face the truth that brings power to dine among us speak wholly the fruit of long years of contemplative life of learning to live beyond the obvious speak wholly the smoldering plume… [Keep reading…]
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Originally published 2002-2003, at Casavaria.com
The Poet Economist 