Long Stasis Poems

Fahr an' Ice
by Michael R. Burch

From what I know of death, I'll side with those
who'd like to have a say in how it goes:
just make mine cool, cool rocks (twice drowned in likker),
and real fahr...

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Math speaks through us
within us
of cognitive landscapes
imagined still and/or moving.

Primal metrics are rational and symmetrical,
good as true as straightforward,
complex creation story problems
unfolding with precise answers,
right as at least not not ecologically wrong,
ecopolitically suboptimal perhaps,
yet at...

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Dear Andrew Cohen,

I am riveted 
inside “Evolutionary Enlightenment: 

A New Path 
to Spiritual Awakening.”  

Earth's sacred theme 
that enlightenment need not be limited 
to elitist 
and  orthodox experiences, 
memory, 
imagination

Inviting us to become...

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It has been said
There is no bad question
asked with cooperative integrity.

While those asked with competing disintegrity,
mendaciously,
are not really questions at all.

That said,
conceded as asked and answered,
Some questions remain
more ecologically and economically,
politically and personally,
publicly and intimately,
naturally...

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MOVING FORWARD
REHAB
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Moving forward, my time at rehab. 

One door and corner at a time.
On time here at the door.
There, at the table. Eat or play. Group it.
Bracelets hold us together and drag us...

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Ah... tis nothing greater than...

malfunctioning heater 
on that brisk winter day
recorded here as proof positive
regarding following reasonable rhyme.

While scrolling thru 
poems crafted yesteryear,
I chanced to jog my memory where
there
occurred power outage necessitated 
more than divine...

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I am reading my Resilience Systems Manual,
avidly,
like an underfed developer
hoping to strike gold
while laying healthy habitat foundations.

Today I see Community Resilience mention
Tipping Points,
dipolar appositional,
when exceeded 
on a WayTooMuch Yang OverInvested
Western dualistic
nature ain't spirit
so divine couldn't...

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Healthy organic systems
remain resonantly peaceful,
resiliently stable,
exhilaratingly good humored
as they remain easily
naturally
spiritually cooperative,

Nonpartisan played with win/win consensus
among robustly multicultural
compassionate
communicators;
whole open system comedians,
wizards and witches of multisensory experience.

Healthy 
organic 
win/win empowerment systems
are the opposite
of lose/lose absence of...

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Today I have been comparing and contrasting Bernie Sander's and Donald Trump's political and economic motives
for seeking their respective Party nominations.

Senator Sanders and Chief Corporate Executive Officer Trump
began with intent to become The Nominee,
we might...

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"I am circling around love,
around the throbbing hum,
and I have been circling for thousands of days,
and I still don't know if I am a wounded saint,
or a rainy dawn,
or a creation story."
Rob Brezsny, in Pronoia

You...

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Smelly Stuff Absorbed 

There are many words for those excrements that appear on the fabric in
incremental solid and deliquescent motions because ingestion fulfils that
autonomous need to shed ablutions but here I declare ‘Waste not Want...

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Follow me, Translation of Piere Emmanuel’s Suis-moi by T. Wignesan

Everything begins on a morning like just another but 
        which becomes its own following day.
The next day of...

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Bucky: 
Why didn't you remind people
that spacetime relativityship
is double-bound temporal 
and fractally revolutioned rhythm
under the RNA Root-Zero Metric Assumption
of 3 spatial-CAG 
and 1 bilateral U dipolar progenitive time-functional only dimension
equals a Zero-Moment (+/-,-)c-squared spacetime-centric
balancing thermodynamic...

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If Yang's powers are efficiency of outcomes,
whether positive or negative,
regeneratively sustainable
or strained out toward dissonant chaos
of runaway monopolistic monoculturalism,
which I believe economists call capitalism;

Then Yin's dialectal fluency is qualitative effectiveness,
whether nurturing health or pathology,
and all...

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What are your values and disvalues of and for power?

What are the political powers and weaknesses,
incapacities,
of economic value?
What is not for sale?
What is available, but only without commodification,
without any form of quantitative price paid in...

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"Purgatory is a Poem"



Words are the pieces
in a game we play
shadow and light 
hidden from day
poets are nocturnal
in nature, stasis, 
keen and hungry
listening to 
Forever
stuck between 
the doors to
Past, Now and Never -
senses feral 
and...

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           In the depths of desolation where death 
is presiding in a smug kind of cocoon of parasite,
lies, a heart of calcified care, buried deep...

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Eightynine 
Eightynine 
 
 
CharlaXFabels 
 
FearsRelived 
 
FearsReleave 
 

Main Entry: relieved Function: adjective Date: 1850: experiencing 
or showing relief especially from anxiety or pent-up emotions 
— re•liev•ed•ly  \-ˈlē-vəd-lē\ adverb Relive One entry...

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I’ve died many times
And not been reborn.
Nine lives were mine; 
Now two.  Or three.  
Or one; 
This one, the last.
I am the cat,
But that’s not the answer.

I am for you to tell.

My kind...

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As Medusa walks in, shuts the door,
caresses precision hand down the mahogany-
and shows one what for.

Senses in starbursts-cloudburst
flavor crystals accenting- your bloom 
of predicate corpus, cat claws in my brain, 
comes metamorphosis-
Led mushrooming depth of...

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Ego Yang always seems to get Left in our stories,
to monopolize our creation history,
while Eco Yin keeps whispering that she'll be Right out
as soon as she feels more feminist-matriotic nurtured,
invited with a more resonant flow-integrity,
appreciated...

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I fear death, not quite death but yours, and not yours but mine
I guess I fear my death in being your survivor, but not quite
I fear grief, that it might consume me once more, but...

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So, I guess a 12 year old
American brown male playing by himself
with a toy gun
is outside your boundary
for normal early-adolescent activity.

Well, I can see why you would need
to draw your boundary
for healthy rationality
outside his grassy...

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Time stopped.
Cynthia, frozen in glass shoes.
Time stopped
when she’d not accepted his proposal.

Prince Nicholas bided his time
to think. How could he persuade this lass
to wear his ring?

He looked over this fine partygoer.
She was having a ball,
so...

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III.
“We do not know how we missed them,”
he said, his voice becoming said.
“Hundreds of them, some big, some small...
the heavens all seemed to go mad.

“Some struck hard into the oceans,
and tsunamis scoured the coasts,
the ones...

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