DEDICATIONS, PLEDGES, COMMITMENTS. For the past. For my own path. For surprises. For mistakes that worked so well. For tomorrow if I'm there. For the next real thing. Then for carrying it all through whatever is necessary. For following the little god who speaks only to me. --William Stafford

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Unfinished Business


The universe lies snugly tucked
inside my head.
Only my private time scale
has been altered, somewhat--
I await the final leap of the tiger.
Under the old paint of all biological
possibilities, morning and noontime

have come and gone into the dark void
around the roots that hold shape and size
and color in focus.
The House that Jack Built
becomes a hall of mirrors, a maze
of horrors. Nightmare Alley,
the beginning of learning

is not spectacular
the way sex is spectacular, for instance,
the way the Fourth-of-July is spectacular.
Still, I dance to this dispassionate drummer.
Restless sticks rap out messages
that define the fall of sparrows,
the toil of lilies,
and all degrees of human contact
from sleep to deepest coma,
to death itself.
And still I have not finished
with the Judas drums,
the death-rattle of breath,
with the random motion of stars
or gulls wings beating on waves.


photo: ozproductions
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6 comments:

Sir James E. Watkins said...

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~ James

~ James

Anonymous said...

I love "Judas Drums" (I'm a little obsessed with Judas right now - and I also really love sex and the Fourth of July being on equal ground as spectacular events. It's true, and I like it.

Anonymous said...

The more you read this poem the more meaning it seems to acquire. The final leap of the tiger is clearly important(?), and learning - are they linked as i think they are?

tkkerouac said...

very talented!

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