Long Economy Poems
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Note:
Hiku After style of ee cummings,VERTICAL form as used in the Haiga (combined art-poetry)
HAIKU is the ' phonetical&cultural original 'in Japanese'& in reality uses '17 'onji' (sound symbols)rather than syllables traditionally written in Japanese ,as a single line
whereas
HIKU is the English language tristich(3 line) version(including translations)with similar economy of words
including the THOUGHT PAUSE prompt (often indicated by an ellipsis .....the SENSE PAUSE the aesthetic point of insight flowing from perception & ONE BREATH LENGTH to correspond to the aforementioned Japanesese 17 onji sounds.
The essence without "telling all" (thereby to ' show ' conforming to the key of all true imagist poetry),&avoids 'as'&'to' & the use of past tense verbs (& is often without verbs,adverbs,adjectives )A verse freed from strict syllabic constraint within its triplicity of format& is inherently enigmatic & often with a caesura and surprise ending( VERSUM )to give a 'turning' to the line.The hiku maybe a horizontal single* line,(often broken at the caesura),a vertical line(usually a painting(haiga see note) ,a couplet** or a tristich***
Kittin of San Jose, how charming is your look,
silky satiny skin, bright eyes and your voice meeow,
every day I fall hopelessly in love with you !
even before I get up from bed in the morning,
I hear your footsteps on the stairs descending,
lured by, probably the mouth-watering aroma of breakfast waiting!
Hearty and healthy breakfast done, you head towards computer room,
checking emails is the first thing, begins our schedule
“Work from home” is the norm nowadays, so no driving in hefty traffic,
iPhone calendar reminds a business meeting at ten in the morning.
You get busy with master’s proofreading proposals,
in between a few bites of “dry food” grabbing.
Hi Dear Kittin, you remind me of my childhood friend “Tintin”
I was obsessed with, in my teenage years,
designing chips, now my expertise,
I share the skills with you, a brilliant colleague,
together we stand as reigning partners,
champions in a challenging market,
City of San Jose, silicon valley of America,
a competitive economy,
victorious pair - scientists of tomorrow’s world -
appreciate you and me!
A healthy domestic economy
for a pathologist
is war elsewhere,
not within,
shipping back remains
to study,
report observations,
analyze
hypothesize
abstracted stories of what needs healing
elsewhere,
but not within.
Terror and mayhem prophets
fervently hope to keep pathology
more academically distant
political, and even economic, power points
anti-ecological
but not nakedly personal anti-theological
conserving healthy EarthSoul sanctuary within.
A wealthy environment
for a health care cooperative
between ego
and family
and community
and multicultural healers
is not pathologically defined
and refined,
confined
and reinvested,
reinfested
by slow grown resilient regenerativity,
recycling multicultural values and relentless epic meanings,
Climate therapies
analogically co-applied
ego-justice inside
eco-peace,
Green as peas outside.
Public voices
advocating social change
by thinking WinWin systemically
are healers of a healthy democracy.
Public voices
fueling fear and augmenting anger
about healing threats of migrating monocultural aspirations,
about stealing back our wounded military-industrial supremacy
through threat,
war-mongering,
anger-mismanagement on a globally naked stage
fuel rabidly viral nationalism,
fundamentally patriarchal supremacism,
anti-ecological colonization
feeding and watering pathologists
filling in where we once still hoped for democratic health restoration,
resilient resonance
absorbing robustly viral EarthTribe healers,
fire-circle dancers
and drummers,
synergetic movers and singers and shakers
howling with GrandMother Moon.
When I wash dishes
I look out at my bird feeder,
noticing which political species are best at cooperating,
easy democratic process,
remaining focused on collective nutritional energy gains,
"we're all in this together" feathers of kin kind
And, which are more elitist,
not so good with sharing a modestly seeded pot;
blue jays predatively pecking,
crows taking over with raucous self-appointed authority,
ganging up against non-supremacists
preferring win/win democratic health.
But, this morning's meditation
looks over at a nearby large bush,
now January cold barren brown
camouflage, more than shelter,
for local birds of all species
waiting their feeding turn,
frightened by my neighbor's cat
or a hawk flying ominously overhead
or human noises leaking through my windows.
This small bird sanctuary,
Or is it an asylum?...
Perhaps both, depending on the bird,
harbors those waiting,
patiently, impatiently,
How would I know?
for their turn at their nutrition tower,
their seed Commons,
their energy media feeding station,
local source for economic and political exchange,
gossip,
social busyness.
Each bird flies back and forth,
some dressed in drab everyday,
others more business-ready flashy,
but all conjoining waves of flowing energy
in-between asylum bush
and open season feeding sanctuary.
Sometimes listeners and watchers,
and then short-flight toward feeders,
communicants
receiving sacred wafers,
seeds,
investments in cooperative multiculturing futures,
gifts of a generous green Earth.
Then,
suddenly,
they are gone.
The feeder Commons
abandoned.
My meditative hiding
and curiously waiting medicine bush
bereft of waving winged energy
breathing in and out,
feathered wings up and down.
Time to go back home
to more private nests
thoughts
feelings,
or, perhaps
to visit my neighbor's cooperative feeder,
another decaffeinated sanctuary
outside his own warm interior asylum.
I read Eisenstein's sacred economics
a year or two ago,
and it is one of the few I still remember
and often think about
and long for.
This ecological
theological
economic read
was my ego's cooperative investment
in TruthLeft with BeautyRight
Charles had paid-forward
in writing this cooperatively-invested exchange.
I love his WinWin ego/eco-system
not not ZeroSum
degenerative/regeneratively ambiguous imagination
listening to history's healthy wealth and unwealthy pathology
for ego-patriarchal/eco-feminist
bilaterally creolizing health/wealth value purity
of innocent EarthTribal Beauty flow-power.
If such co-passioned love economy
makes me a crazy ambiguously trans-regenerative investor
in polypathic WinWin health and wealth of beauty
wizard/wild wikimess
With truly shape-shifting liberal love
of deeply conservational green eco-normic
metaphoric learning truly gorgeous virtuous feedback value
from healthy non-violent eco-political communicating voices
Then,
so be my personal and political health systemic investments.
I am
what we are LeftWin/RightWin becoming,
so let's just move on
and fully occupy this trouble-shooting transubstantiating
trans-regenerative 4D
ZeroZone spacetime
EarthTribe Paradise potential
Truth/Beauty polynomial
Integrity of healthy cooperative Win/Win economics
with wealthy ecologics,
organically empowering systems
with bilateral Left/Right rhythms,
Yang/Yin
Universal/Unitarian,
Nature/Spirit promoting
dipolar co-lateral Zero InvestmentZone
of interdependent BeautifulDiversity
Guilty of re-syncing
as fully WinHealth/WinWealth
LeftEgo/RightEco-normatively charged,
and still changing,
and recharging
and prechanging
and uncharging
and not not polypathically changing
exchanging
Win/Lose competitive economic systems
for Win/Win ecopolitical
eco-logical webs
of heart-felt, fully-infested muses
for beautiful Myth,
co-operating nutritional organic exchanges
of healthy/pathological interdependent information
FeltFull MindHeart : FullFelt HeartMind
When we come out of lockdown,
Will we invite the old uptown?
To fit them for a crown,
Or send them downtown
For someone to put them down.
Will we look to them to make the economy stable?
Or pass the baton to those less able,
Will we be lining up to sit at their table?
Or kicking them out to the stable.
Will we seek their wisdom?
Or facilitate their doom,
So, we can take over their room,
And pull down the shades on our own gloom.
My hope is that we listen to economists,
Who may not be sentimentalists,
Yet can recognise valuable assets,
And those who they would like to cross off their lists.
A great new loan rate
for your New Year plans
it is the very best
each week we gain more fans.
We"ll screw you blooming silly
yes we will milk you dry,
have you paying interest
till the day you die!
Much worse than a student loan
or an equity release
we hound you every week,
you never get no peace.
We"re an experienced provider
with award-winning product range
if you don"t get in touch
we"ll think you very strange.
You can cry "Mis-sold"
when you try to go to court
but we have stitched you up
and your efforts we will thwart.
We even sell you health care
that when you might be ill,
we promise you the earth
but you took to many pills!
There is no credit crunch
you are our money onus
don"t believe the press reports
that we made a ten Mill bonus!
You cause damaging delay
to this countries January sales
if you don"t sign up now
the World economy could fail!
We do nothing but special offers
of that you will discover
we even say no way
to warranty breakdown cover.
We bring it all together
you get ten days for free
then process you so quick
you"re locked in without a key!
So you pick up that phone
and give us quick a call
why would a decent person
even attempt to stall.
You know your Country needs you
there is no stumbling block
my goodness you must hurry
it is going limited stock!
You have made us happy Bankers
what more can be said
oh, we need to repossess your home
your balance just turned Red!
So sorry about that
but you should not have bet
that in this World decline
you could repay our debt.
Well a lesson has been learned
you must stay out the Red
don"t part with hard earned cash
just shove it below your bed!
Too many are so greedy
at first you might not see,
but if you really must lose money
just send it all to Me!
After 5 hours of flying and sitting
we display an assorted redundancy
a sanctioned paraphernalia.
Rumpled files of sartorial inelegance
squeezed shoulder to shoulder.
A night flight,
the tube is wheezing tainted air.
We are a junkyard for travelers
moving not by our own motion
but brought together in economy class
because we are all out of other options.
The French have terms
for these sleeping arrangements:
'Maisones de flop', or 'asiles de nuit'
only we are airborne,
we sleep with our eyes open
aching to be somewhere
before a threadbare daylight exposes
us to our own bleary inspection.
The Cotney Country Store
By Franklin Price
07/24/2020
A mile north on Merritt Island
Maybe less or maybe more
A local landmark, I recall,
Was a little Country Store
Mister Cotney built it
Was no carpenter for sure
Brought a service to the area
Helped the poor folks to endure
The economy was citrus
People lived from day to day
Cotney extended credit
When there were no bucks to pay
He kept a written ledger
A tab for every needy name
Living one day to another
Was how many played the game
Those who had so little
Mostly honest way back then
When pay day came, the tab was paid
Making Cotney whole again
The store provided products
Mostly basics, yet some cheer
Candy bars and cold drinks
Along with cigarettes and beer
As kids we went there often
Returning bottles we had found
People threw them from their cars
We found them on the ground
Were worth a couple cents a piece
Cotney paid us every time
We purchased candy for a penny
And a drink was but a dime
Those days have long been gone
No drink deposits any more
Convenience stores have taken over
There's no Cotney Country Store.
I get the feeling I'm wasting my time
people are afraid of losing their money
afraid of the arguments within their families
afraid of finding family that will steal their money
afraid of losing their investments
afraid of going into bankruptcy
My sister having started and lost to shops
has not the heart to travel that path again
they started a butcher shop and went into bankruptcy
they started a fairy shop but could not reach a profit
a friend of mine started her own business
making/tie dying tee shirts
she had eighteen staff
Australia opened the doors
to international trade
she could not compete against
companies that pay third world wages
time and time again I come up against
people with experience in business
afraid to restart in todays world
perhaps they are right
but it's just as well your employers
didn't feel the same
we live in a hard country
I watched as a coffee shop employer
cried because she could afford
the minimum wage for employees
so that she could take time off
across the road from us a new plaza started
already only a year later
several of the new companies have failed
I imagine thousands of dollars in lost investment
The worst was the biggest shop target
that struggled to get customers
in our thrifty Australian economy
people that try to cut costs buy cheap
Target could not compete against
Kmart's on both sides in close proximity
to many similar shops in close proximity
undermine each other business
making it impossible for the weakest to survive
you want competition to drive prices down
but we also need to look at sustainability
shops need customers to survive
Granted I am encouraging
people to become investors
but we also want those investments
to be successful
Governments thrive on the success
of their people
we need Governments that focus
on creating successful investors