Sunday, October 9, 2011

Don't Look Up

[Norma photo]
It's not only signs
And portents; we
Need to know when
Something, even
Something remarkable,
Means nothing.
Recovery is not always
Restoring what one has been.
It is always discovery
Of what one can be.
Heavens may open,
Angels flock clouds and
Armageddon ring.
Leave me alone, I'm
Fixing something.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Genie's Curriculum

[NASA photo]
Incomplete training,
So we don't live in
A silver lamp, but
It's been a good
Weekend --friendly
Arms stirring
Gasses into stars.
It, unrolled in roaring
Night, includes us.
For this we
Need a lamp?

Monday, September 19, 2011

Grampas

[Norma photo]
We are here--
avô, ông nội--
Sharing beer
Where you fall
Asleep on your
First birthday.
We stay in that
Place defined in
Twilight or dawn
Behind you as
Life goes on.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

M For Memory

[Daughter photo: our back porch]

Grampa's pistola, Alfred's
Watch --gold-- a
Folding brass rule
In a dimming past,
A netting shuttle I
Saw whittled out of
Shingle under shady
Trees sees me, and
There's sissors stabbed
Into Portuguese cork
And a box of pins,
This is how settlement
Begins: someone
Builds a shadow,
A shadowbox, and under
Glass each soul looks
Out, out of the past.
Only in reflection do
They see outlines
Of things to be --
Like us, like
You and me.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Re: Russia claims US interconti​nental military tunnel complex hit by series of secret nuclear explosions


I have listened to
The strange noises
Recorded in this report
And they are the same
Sound my bathroom makes
Late at night because
There is a moose in it.
It is a very friendly
Moose but still, I'm
Beginning to regret
I ever let it in.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Hope



Impossible inventing
The possible resists
Translation --new,
Inchoate, stunned.
Can we create in all
This sanitation?
What's to be done--
Regal diadem or muzzle?
We have problems
To puzzle out.
I have some faith
In authority but much
More faith in doubt.
Cavewall icons, scrawled
In hunger, sufficed
When we were younger,
But we age; this
Is a larger cage.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

The King's Mansion

[Daughter photo: Tell Noitce?]


Uncertain, caught
In a murky curtain,
Consuming its own
Remoteness, a
Process by which
Probability changes.
Temporal inversion,
Once occurred,
Never happened.
Another blessing in
Disguise: kings 'til
Proven otherwise.