Volume II
Saturday, October 17, 2009
MEMORY
The body’s memory
Blood memory
A memory of abandoned places
A memory of sleep and repose
A memory in ruins
A memory of angels
A graveside memory
A schoolyard memory
Memories of hair and teeth and shoes
The memory of desire
A memory of despair
A memory of speech - of muttering and
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
THE ANGEL OF ERASURE
The Angel of Erasure
has taken to the wing chair
beside my bed
Hard at work
making smudge marks
like phantoms
across my pages
before memory
is gone forever.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
THIS IS MY BODY
This is my ancient
and venerable yoga body
This is my nearsighted
pot-bellied body
This is my chip toothed
badly bent and trembling body
This is my body
of broken bones and scars
This is my body
and because you love me
this is my body
made beautiful
by your beautiful body.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
DISEMBODIED
It's beginning to seem
that at any given moment
of any given day
on any given street
be it New York
Moscow or Kabul
half of us are talking
to someone who's not there.
We're in a world of
disembodied conversations
afraid to be alone
clutching our
cellphones
iphones
blackberries
pocket pc's
and
Saturday, October 10, 2009
NO MORE
In Europe
they pile them
one on top of another
generations deep
In India
they parade them
through the streets
then burn them up
and sweep the ashes
into the river
In Louisiana
the marching band
makes a joyful noise
to let St Peter know
someone's on the way
In Tibet
it's a sky burial
and the
