THE DAY I TAUGHT STARLINGS SOME MOVES TO MURMUR I HAD BEEN TAKING WHITE FLAPPING SHEETS DOWN FROM THE LINE AND I RACED IN THE UNFENCED MEADOW ALFALFA JUST STARTED TO HEAD OUT IF THAT’S WHAT IT IS WHEN IT SMELLS UNEARTHLY LIKE SOME FEET ABOVE THE STARLINGS TURN ON THE WING NOW THERE ARE
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MURMUR STILL
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INTUITION
I IS FOR INTUITION (AND LOTTA OTHER THINGS) INTUITION This is your guess the next will be OPEN TUNING my body my wound so tightly wound around my brain vibrates receiving ideas like starlings murmurer swing into every open neuron
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For now, this poem I wrote today stays here on my website. I’ve no interest in debate, or signalling virtue, though I may change my mind. I admire Duncan Mercredi and others, who do put themselves on Facebook accepting the vulnerability of speaking publicly. ~ At the end of our family meetings when we were
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FAIR CONTROL
Revised November 21, 2023 It’s been about a month since I’ve been active on my website, and a long time since I did anything more than repost memes on Facebook. I, there is that horrible work again a work in progress, word, could be (a new book by George Bowering) because I’ve finished a 170
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WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT
FAIR CONTROL My psych understood I was after “fair control,” Understand my pain will never get better. Not ever, only intensity changes. Broken up prose like this might get to be a poem but now I am waiting for four pm and my next flight of meds.I’m in wine valley, though no more for me
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Yesterday was tough, my first words something to the effect. “I’m signing out. I’m out of service as of now!” Then the internet went down. Similar to Linus who goes out and it is raining and he says the usual “Rain rain go away, come again another day!” The rain stops, all of it, he
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MANIFESTOS
BREATHE Breathe. Deeply, hold it for three beats, exhale. Repeat. Three times. Breathing we all learned in choir, and when I was taking trumpet lessons, I was told how to stand properly and draw my breath from my balls. He was a Canadian Forces band leader. Our Mennonite choir director had more acceptable words for
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A SUCCESSFUL ATHEIST You have a Mennonite sounding last name. How is it possible to believe in nothing after every hymn you’ve sung verses you have memorised, your father’s sermons; Bible stories you have heard religious paintings you have seen and seated yourself at St. Augustine’s desk + under Menno’s hat. (Thanks Murray Toews) History says anything
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SHOOTING HIS CUFFS
WATCH he has seen others do it for over a year or more do it turn their well-turned cuffs and close their hands over the buttons cufflinks, hear that hard not-to-hear hand-cuffs as you now see his partner across the table raise her brows asking if she can, no, may help him he drops
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HOLDING ON
READING A BOOK When I think I’m dying buying a new book is a commitment, only half-hearted since I downloaded it instantly for my e-reader and not for my own library shelf waiting for a diagnosis waiting for a prognosis sounds like (tug your ear) punch in the proboscis bury me not with any Bibles
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