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Ode to Harris

So they showed you
the politics of poetics
showed you how to sculpt
quotations
as if discreetly yours

sure-e-e... 

they told you of your godhood
at Harvard
but they crucified you at Rowan Tree
fourteen light stained pages
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6-15-00

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Watching years go by
like the wax flow of candles
making mountains on 
unblemished parchment
can’t help but wonder
what the light was ever used for


11/12/00

Facing South

Dusting off my polarity
I face North
and wonder what force
has brought me here


Concrete

Ehhhkhhkhhkkkk-uhhhuhhhuttuttt
sounds the forming of a citadel
ingredients flow in steps
(Fernando understands it all in Spanish)
The joviality of the foundation
is overcome with glee when
work is done

sitting among the leaves
and unrecyclable debris
I wonder, giving an entourage of words to meaning,
is this not concrete?


but what a venture!

so somewhere down the line
perceived madness will transform
into old age
as greatness is perceived 
by those who lost the least



Work Bench

Aromatic flow
in an autumn breeze
smells of home
and 3/4” 4x8 sheets of plywood
fighting the mathematics of a
Taiwanese circular saw
the dry pulp blood
covers my cloths
smiling perplexed by an ancient memory
can almost feel time weathered hands
brushing sawdust from my hair
looking down 
the cut clamors to the ground


12/28/00
The sunsets of my loneliness
silent thoughts of what was believed
unbreakable
life’s path is always mistakable
for the consistency of coincidence


to a love alone

The pencil is my heart
The paper is my burden
And the love on this snowy evening
is the focal point of my existence


AN INTERLOPING BIRD’S MIGRATION

Flew the bird from my
windowsill
Floating away like child
blown dandy-lions
Dissipated in the peachy air
of sunrise

Calling, calling “Birdie, Birdie
crash your cresting thoughts over me.”
(In darkness though, words are intricacies
of ice on glass)

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