Friday, November 28, 2014

In the Long Run


It makes no difference where 
You were going when you were 
Turning left or right 
Or going straight ahead— 

Something tells me 
That was where 
You were going when 
You had no choice but to go 

Short of stopping dead in your tracks, 
Which makes all the difference, 
Should one wish to know. 




Monday, November 24, 2014

Aeolian


of fig leaves under 
limbs swept bare— 

a rotting 

bed the fickle 
wind left 

there. 


Friday, November 21, 2014

Clockwork Universe


He’d sit before the expansive 
Bay window and take in 
The sun rising and setting 
Without fathoming why 

It never failed to move him 
While the sea—in an unceasing 
Undulating pendulum rhythm— 
Rose and fell, as if breathing. 




Sunday, November 16, 2014

Alms

“I have come to debase the coinage.” 
—Diogenes of Sinope 


Nobody 

At the crossroad, you know the score— 
What’s about to happen has happened before 

So many times nobody gives 
A plugged nickel anymore. 




Thursday, November 13, 2014

To a Mind Long Gone

—for Duncan Jones and Tom Clark, two who appreciate 
the sound different drummers make. 


Be not mistaken— 
It’s not the song 
That’s gone wrong; 

It’s the gong going 
Off in your head 
That’s right on. 







Tuesday, November 11, 2014

On the Dark Side


Saw the whole lunatic 

Moon in half, 
Wondering where 

The other half fell. 



Sunday, November 9, 2014

Getting a Charge over Williams' "The Young Housewife"

--for Nin Andrews



Forgive me, Doc this foolish 
Old wordmonger I can’t 

Help myself as I stand 
Drooling over this offering fully 

Aroused and--do you mind?--
Ogling it. 



Thursday, November 6, 2014

Cryptic Relativity


There’s a where 
We all come from 
And there’s a where

 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

We all go—here’s where 
We all are, never aware 
We never were. 


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Voodoo


Do I have to spell it out for you? 
It so happened 

The last quack who ravished me 
Over a dish of Peking duck 
At the China Clipper 

I turned into a witch, 
Doctor Tu. 

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Out the Window


All these derelicts 

Abandoned, one 
Wonders where 

The room went 
Along with the view.