Posts Tagged ‘anarchy’

ancestry

May 17, 2012

Appreciating the Corner

May 9, 2012

appreciating the corner

 

In the corner is a space

where stacked are bits of other corners

warps and wefts, porous and knocking.

they lean, waiting, quietly subdued,

tilted and jumbled, gathering dust

 

and like grandma’s sofa, wrapped,

in preparation for a celebration.

That crushed velvet never felt

the wind upon it, in her lifetime.

 

But someone somewhere now

might make a raincoat of its covers one day; especially

since it had a built in zipper which

went from corner to corner to corner to corner

 

So similar will

the still filling colors in squares of all sizes and age,

eventually be lit with light or fire;

keeping someone

warm or dry or inspired.

 

They too containing a zipper;

being unseen, unheard, utterly unborn,

with corners in the corner

of the boundless corner.


one more time

April 18, 2012

 

 

the misery of Archaea and ocean floor disposal

 

Embedded in a meter deep of sediment, at the bottom of the sea,

the ancient thing wags its’ flagella; swimming

through cycles of carbon, nitrogen, and sulphur,

surviving, where it should not be able.

They say “the ocean floor per se”

has no water table.

No flushing through; a perfect disposal place

for radioactive waste

to diffuse through dense clay at a limited rate.

 

The mouth with teeth,

hungry, eat

everything around,

the house, the city, the state, the country

the ocean, the world, the galaxy.

Finally,

swallowing the entire universe,

hungry still it floats, in nothingness,

having no body, no stomach, no heart;

where once it had.

 

Living in polar seas and making up the plankton,

Extremophile Archaea visit

the cousins in volcanoes and sulphuric acid swamps.

The mighty family gathers to celebrate

3.8 billion years and 20% of the Earth’s biomass!

 

“You are happily invited” the announcement said,

and greedily accepting,

we work the party and offer

“by the way, we have this new stuff; it might be good to eat,

so with gratitude we’ll send a torpedofull, to snuggle in the seabed.

You can explore, experiment, try it out and take the time to see,

if you folks survive and flourish there as well; besides,

we really have nowhere else to put it and

need to get it out of the house.”

 

the park

October 19, 2011

the park

trees and flags

trunks and poles

for catapulting and leaning on

for belongings

like friends

leaves falling, now, my bed

a blanket of stars

and stripes

this park to sleep in