Poetry I Love
The girl with
no Sweetflakes for breakfast
cut up her pillow
with tiger sharp eyeballs.
When she aimed at her mother
her mother was smart
and left in a hurry.
The girl with no Sweetflakes for breakfast
made raisin-wrinkles on her nose
as she screwed up her face
so tight that someday it might
have had to be ironed
except that she never ate again ~
since there were no Sweetflakes,
and soon she dried up
into a soft little mound
of dust and the wind came
and blew her away on little
pillowcase ribbons and fluff.
~by Shirley Twofeathers
Dreaming of ice
Covered windshields
Steep hills
Waters rushing in an
Icy flood
Driving blind
The dull blade moves
Slowly in it’s hidden
Place
A tiny grain of
Sand that didn’t grow
Into a pearl
But turned instead
Into a rusted
Shard a dull edged bit
Of pitted glass
No beauty here
Just grit and ash
And
Why not let
Those rising waters
That deep wound
Bleed
Why
The desperate scramble
Sliding slipping falling
What if
Instead I choose
And close my eyes
Accelerate down that icy
Road
Exploding
Into brilliant shards
Of light and icy stars.
~Shirley Twofeathers, 9/11/2020
Stand still.
The trees ahead and bushes beside you are not lost.
Wherever you are is called Here.
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes.
Listen.
It answers.
I have made this place around you,
And if you leave it
You may come back again
Saying…
“Here.”
No two trees are the same to raven
No two branches are the same to wren.
If what a tree or branch
Does is lost on you,
Then you are surely lost.
Stand still.
The forest knows where you are.
You must let it find you.
~David Wagner
I had never read Ginsberg until I saw this…. Wowsers!
Footnote to Howl
BY ALLEN GINSBERG
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy! The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand and asshole holy!
Everything is holy! everybody’s holy! everywhere is holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman’s an angel!
The bum’s as holy as the seraphim! the madman is holy as you my soul are holy!
The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is holy the hearers are holy the ecstasy is holy!
Holy Peter holy Allen holy Solomon holy Lucien holy Kerouac holy Huncke holy Burroughs holy Cassady holy the unknown buggered and suffering beggars holy the hideous human angels!
Holy my mother in the insane asylum! Holy the cocks of the grandfathers of Kansas!
Holy the groaning saxophone! Holy the bop apocalypse! Holy the jazzbands marijuana hipsters peace peyote pipes & drums!
Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and pavements! Holy the cafeterias filled with the millions! Holy the mysterious rivers of tears under the streets!
Holy the lone juggernaut! Holy the vast lamb of the middleclass! Holy the crazy shepherds of rebellion! Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles!
Holy New York Holy San Francisco Holy Peoria & Seattle Holy Paris Holy Tangiers Holy Moscow Holy Istanbul!
Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch!
Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucinations holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the abyss!
Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours! bodies! suffering! magnanimity!
Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!
~ Berkeley 1955
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