God, an androgynous childe,
an avatar of muslin, a linen whisper,
starched, turning turning, a leg cradles
into a V, pointed east, west
(A virile, crude me posted to a chair)
A mild body straight at the waist then
a triangle; God mimics a turn
in a cream gown; sweeps,
quivering beneath the torso,
not quickly, but delicately slow, like a gliding
erne: people scurry, people rush,
scatter, swim, splash and go —
but God turns a laggard pirouette,
a brief muse, merely monochromatic
and out of focus, a dim apparition
spoken out of vesperal incense.
Invading choir, God does a retiré,
then evanescence, a flush smooth wipe
from the serviette.
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30.9.07
Poem: "Jeremiah"
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14.9.07
Poem: Burnt Sienna
Mark is burnt sienna,
burned and wrought like a serpentine
fox, a lusty red torpor veiled
as a troubadour, a dapper dan
who stole my luster, my zest, my naïve
sheen — I was beige and taupe,
ecru and serene; now I am
brown, almost crayola white with
love handles dangling down, hazel in
my eyes, sipping a hazelnut coffee
just for spite, a greengage by my
side; yelling to be heard, smoothing out
dry, liver spots from my eyes
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13.9.07
Poem: "Forgot to Listen"
Forgot to listen, learned one voice.
Stood erect, a little shaky, stood to one side —
learned to mimic a consuming system,
jamais penetrate, just preserve,
emitted jelly slugs, phage, phage, phage.
Spoke magnificent monotones with glee,
curved a unilateral smile and a sly handshake
grasped. A chuckle and then a dead listen.
Untied a bulbous, enveloping shoe,
engorged, overfolded the dialectician,
held the united sphere and showed the germ.
Proclaimed the world, as mighty metaphysician.
Dissected and stored it all in a little shop,
Plowed through the murk, to the immediate, ethereal top.![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4REF2wuKKsD2qPHeRTV-P_LyX21Z9wvuHCMcARL2Ih3dzzU8f0FpQS2pcNhQbnsxjEHZ-W8Vhz6-OEKIp57FThLHkqDpi7X4MRW6jYTlghrd7DyM8sPBm5sUqeNyq1E_o7wcN/s400/12.jpg)
image credit: Greig Roselli
Stood erect, a little shaky, stood to one side —
learned to mimic a consuming system,
jamais penetrate, just preserve,
emitted jelly slugs, phage, phage, phage.
Spoke magnificent monotones with glee,
curved a unilateral smile and a sly handshake
grasped. A chuckle and then a dead listen.
Untied a bulbous, enveloping shoe,
engorged, overfolded the dialectician,
held the united sphere and showed the germ.
Proclaimed the world, as mighty metaphysician.
Dissected and stored it all in a little shop,
Plowed through the murk, to the immediate, ethereal top.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4REF2wuKKsD2qPHeRTV-P_LyX21Z9wvuHCMcARL2Ih3dzzU8f0FpQS2pcNhQbnsxjEHZ-W8Vhz6-OEKIp57FThLHkqDpi7X4MRW6jYTlghrd7DyM8sPBm5sUqeNyq1E_o7wcN/s400/12.jpg)
image credit: Greig Roselli
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