Long Impatiently Poems

Near Sainthood
by Mirza Ghalib
translation by Kanu V. Prajapati and Michael R. Burch

On the subject of mystic philosophy, Ghalib,
your words might have seemed deeply profound
and we might have pronounced you a saint...
if only we hadn't found
you...

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I take a four-fold spin
through Bill Plotkin's wheel
of bilateral identities,
iconic developmental faces,
ironic personalities.


FIRST comes Eastern-born
dawn of human infancy,
Innocent Sage infants
so WiseElder
in our LeftBrain emergent
wrinkling unfolding 
sacred RightBrain ways.

Searching for care giving eyes
to be sure we...

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BodyLove feels like muscular energy, 
while AgapeMindLove emerges weirdly in reverse;
mind fluency, fertility, health…

Not in any way dissonant with BodyLove,
ideally
to grow maturing health also ecologically balanced 
EgoAnthro ReGenerate Positive Psychology
HealthAsWealth EarthTribal MindBodies.

That is,
I feel like...

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My early 20s Eldest Black Lives Matter Son
wears his disabling ADHD label uncomfortably,
impatiently,
like a possibly self-redeeming crown
but with unfortunate MessiahComplex thorns
as the Great WhiteMan's sacrificial lamb.

His First, and hopefully last, Girl
is an ADHD Latina,
with sparkling...

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To Ecological Greens
concerned about tolerating
evangelical 
monotheistic Red intolerance
of unstraight
unwhite
unmale
unhealthy
unsafe
panentheistic EarthDays
and dualdark wiki-nights
potentially bicameral
bipartisan
bisexual
binomial
neurosystemic cooperative regenerations
of win/win resonant
robust images

Any nonbinary person
all growed up
in a homophobic
straight
white
male anthrosupremacist monoculture
must not fail to see
to hear
to smell
to feel

Will have trouble...

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Self-pardoning rights of predators and pirates
emperors and kings
CEOs and wealthy competitors
follow our over investment
in separating natural land and bodies
from oceanic surfing inside spirits,
yang ecopolitical strength of communal sight
from yin personal flow of sound,
resonant orthodox positive
and
negatively...

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Date:  June  2045

Dolly asked rubbing Damian's 
Back  "My big bear, how are
We going to celebrate Joshua's 
Birthday? Hmm?"  Damian said,
"Maybe take him and the kids to
An amusement park."  
"Yeah okay,"...

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thermometer reads zero, a chilly breeze blows
  apple cores thrown, the blackbirds feed
  my multi-layered partner dons her wooly hat
  impatiently, she waits for me
  securing covid masks amidst my overcoat
...

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It has been said
by Shakespearean wit
All the world's a stage.

And so it is, I actively and fluidly suppose,
One Great Transitioning Stage
of diverse seasons
and eons of becoming cooperatively larger
and, especially under climates of crisis,
competitively smaller, too...

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My inside mystic still searches
for my strongest and best
omnipotently higher all-embracing Power
of unchanging monotheistic Truth
and Beauty.

My outside voices
still long for deeper Power
through widely multicultural EnLightenment
of changing
flowing spanentheism
in-between Earth's ecological Nature face
and my own ego-identity's theological...

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I cannot tolerate
those who are intolerant,

I cannot stand
those who take a stand
against unknown others
unlike themselves,
much less than we are truly 
health and safety seekers
multiculturally alike.

I can tolerate anything
except intolerance,
most certainly including impatience with myself,
not excluding...

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I know what it costs
to parent a tyrant
24/7
52 weeks/year
and yet avoid judging,
feeling guilty,
self-blaming shame
for all I am not sufficient,
yet.

I remember learning curious distinctions
between genuine remorse
given, when LeftBrain verbally requested,
yet without RightBrain capacity
to feel even the...

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Walking past each other and just by chance
My heart skips a beat and my knees turn weak
Your eyes lock with mine in a fleeting glance
In a ricochet of emotion I just cannot speak 

Our time...

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Dolly was supposed to see
Doctor Ibis this same day. She
Showered and dressed.  She
Sat on the bed and began 
Waking Damian. "Baby, wake up
Wake my love."  She shook 
him. He turned onto his back
Opening...

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She Wrote To Me

My secret lover I left you 5 years ago I could not take it anymore I had 
to fill my emptiness without you since I left I would cut out my heart...

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I’ve only been at my fellowship gig a week, but It’s official, I’m a candy-striper. Sort of, I wear a blue vest, not the old, red-striped dress, but it’s the same job. I shadow my...

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Everything went silent as I turned to break the news.
Glancing ‘round I found a desperate look on every face,
And when I tapped the microphone to check that it was on,
It almost seemed as though I...

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Father left when I was eleven. It was at this time
That I began regular jaunts to grandma's house.
Mom worked; and, my older sister was pure slime.
Grandma was wonderful, but, as silent as a mouse.

It was...

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My (bleeding) heart is filled to overflowing, 
To see any growing glad(iolus), garden glowing;
Each sun peached, (petunia) petaled delight,
Is frozen in precious moments of pure delight,
From bursting buds, to the spicy boom of blooms,
Nature is...

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My LeftYang eye and ear,
and maybe throat
and hand
and probably vocational foot
remain adamantly persuaded

My most successful time for deep ecological listening
and watching
is immediately after inhaling a vast theological lungful
preparing to speak my WiseElderness
into the remaining yin...

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About a year ago,
as the COVID pandemic
seemed to subside,
then swell,
happily ebb
and yet impatiently flow

Again,
about a year ago
I was noticing cold autumn nights
bringing first frost
to my metal windowframes
and skeletal post-surgery-tired back
and neglected aging heart.

Outside corner unit...

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I keep on observing couples pass me by oh so merrily,
Getting me all perked up, but at the same time, a bit of jealousy
I am deserving of no one and I know you'd disagree
Getting me...

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ANONYMOUS TRAVELERS

The luminous Southern Cross, had a clear blue sky as a background 
to shine off its splendor majestically in that long ago night.  
The approaching morning was calm and the pleasing breeze would...

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My beautiful rose here all aglow                             ...

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"The Whirled In Between"

What dreams 
in the time of 
not thinking

we spent aeons
in conversations
with the unbelieved 

deliberating 
choices towards 
our liberation 

traversed 
contracts written 
by the unseen

such wordy 
reams offered, the 
scrolling walls speaking

wailing towards
the...

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