Monday, October 22, 2018

BIENVENU BUDDHA





He sits
hears a breeze
pleasing
sweet.

Cocks his head
feels the breeze
across his lip
cool.

Removes his hat
beads of sweat
catch the light
shine like jewels.

Sweat
breeze
light
jewels

gone

and still

he sits

he sits still.


RW

(photo:  Bienvenu Buddha, Santa Fe, 10/20/2018)






Sunday, October 7, 2018

AMERICAN FANTASY IN THE PARENTHESES (…) OF A SONG

 It is strange birth, this writing of a poem.  Usually the first line appears, in this case "All the rapist's children," and the work proceeds from there.  Often there's a direct link to a situation, or a reading, but in this case there's not.   However, this has been a week of vetting a Supreme Court Justice nominee, rife with allegations of sexual abuse, the machinations of power politics, outrage amped up to epic proportion, and unceasing media coverage, so the poem is informed. More often, though, it's like sighting a quark - blip/gone.  I generally build a poem from the first line, and the work is to blend words emanating from depth/intuition/inspiration into a conscious construction.

This poem came, as said, from that first line, and then in images and chunks, with a song floating through, and then shifts and adjustments that may not make sense to anyone but me (and even then, less sense than sensibility.)  Finally, a title in which I try to remove the mystery from what follows.

And, I am totally fascinated that all proceeds from a, literally, dark place, located somewhere in a gelatinous three pounds of meat between my ears...


AMERICAN FANTASY IN THE PARENTHESES (…) OF A SONG

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from home

All the rapist’s
children
stand around
his bed

There will be no
words of wisdom

No pathetic last requests

Not even death will forgive him
and so he’ll return

Sometimes I feel like there’s no one there
Sometimes I feel like there’s no one there
Sometimes I feel like there’s no one there
A long way from home

Conception is in the darkness of the body

Gestation is life at 5 a.m.

The doctor with too much to do
and something he’s trying to remember
drops his forceps

Let ‘em lay, he says
and kicks them
under the table

His nurse is calm
and holds out another set

Fuck it, he says
waving her hands away

He pulls his mask down
spins on his heels
and boom boom whack a doom
shuffles his booties and booty
out of the room

The nurse is calm
delivers the child
no forceps necessary

I’m going to run, I’m going to run
I’m going to run to the city of refuge

A long way from my home.


RW
Seattle
Columbia City PCC
10.4.2018

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

CREATING CLASSES



THOSE

Those who stand

Those who stand in streets
Those who stand in alleys
Those who stand in doorways

Those who are standing.

Those who wait

Those who wait to see
Those who wait to hear

Those who are waiting for someone, for morning, for night, ‘til later.

Those who are forbidden

Forbidden to enter, forbidden to leave, forbidden to speak.

Those who stand

Those who stand near train tracks, on beaches, in gardens

Those who stand before walls

Those who are standing alone.

Those who came
Those who stayed

Those who are silent

Those who weep.

Those with papers.

Those who have stumbled
Those who have fallen.

Those who stand
Those who stand in line
Those who stand their ground

Those who stand for something.

Those who wait
and are forbidden
who stumble
and will never arrive

who have papers
and are silent
and stand before walls.

Those

Those others.


RW
Seattle
08.28.2018










Sunday, August 26, 2018

FLIPPING THE COIN OF THE REALM



OPEN YOUR HEART

and the world walks in

shattered battered illumined

filthy tattered bloody begging

saints in various ways.

These are your guests and your teachers

the loves of your life and the terrors.

Open your heart

set the table

enjoy the party.




NIGHTMARES

My nightmares are
spit phlegm gunpowder and blood

humid and dark

concrete crazy

rebar and ruined

I’m chauffeured by dogs
or tumble through air
or skid down alleys like newspapers

I end up hiding behind green dumpsters
thinking I’m safe for the time being

Safe as a rat in Chinatown.


RW
Seattle
08.26.2018


Saturday, August 25, 2018

NAMING SOUNDS




1.

Let there be

Then God said
And God called

and God said to them

2.

At God’s funeral
the name itself
will be buried

the name
being
the thing

No God but God

and Moses wrote:  Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord, thy God, in vain.

3.

Nothing is so like God as silence.  (Meister Eckhardt)

4.

Abracadabra:  from the Aramaic, avra kehdabram, I create what I name.

Before humans, nothing had a name
we named everything

Begin naming
you will never reach the end of it

If there’s anything to discuss
we’ve named it
or will –

any second now.

5. 

The sound waves made by your vocal cords travel in dry air at 0.2 miles per second in a straight line until they meet an obstacle.  If the obstacle is soft, the waves are absorbed and vanish.  If the obstacle is hard, the waves ricochet.  An unimpeded wave will join other sound waves until they all die away…

6.

My name is Richard Douglas Eugene Karma Shenphen Namgyal Aaron Wells, a.k.a., O.G.

7.

Ar-tic-u-la-tion

makin’ me late
keepin’ me waitin’ (Carol King)

If I feel
but can’t say
what I feel
then what…?

Give me some words
for how I hurt.

8.

For years, as a regular occurrence I would hear, “Richard,” or “Dick,” being called by my mom, by a friend, or an unrecognizable voice. 

At first, I’d stop in my tracks, turn around, and look to see who was calling.

Later on, I'd just keep walking.

No one has called in a while.

9.

What is the wave length
of the Ark’s big broadcast
of alphabets on fire

letters
I can’t read

words
I don’t understand

names
I can’t pronounce

languages, gibberish, truth

10.

sound of the whirlwind
sound of burning

11.

NASA tells us that in the Perseus cluster of galaxies located 250 million light years from Earth there are black holes.  Sound waves have traveled hundreds of thousands of light year away from the cluster’s central black hole.  The sound is a B Flat, 57 octaves below middle C (our 8 note speech octave,) one million, billion times lower than the lowest sound perceived by the human ear.

12.

Can’t hear the prayers
or longings
of ancestors
more recent than ancient

Radio waves are electromagnetic waves and travel at the speed of light.  Sound waves from radio broadcasts have been picked up 20 light years from Earth.  (A light year is the distance light travels in one year – about 6 trillion miles, or in this case 120 trillion miles in twenty years.

(120,000,000,000,000)

I can hear Hitler
anytime I want

14.

the discordance of ghosts.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

RECENT EVENTS




REFUGEE LITANY

Refugee, alien, floater, green-horn, invader, migrant, new comer, outsider, squatter, stranger, weed, outlander, not-from-here, drifter, gypsy, wetback, itinerant, transient, outlaw, dodger, bum, hobo, tramp, displaced person, DP, squatter, illegal, stateless, homeless, runaway, boat-person, outcast, fugitive, derelict, cast-away, émigré, deportee, non-person, defector, persona non grata, undesirable, wanderer, fugitive, stray, transient, exile, vagabond, vagrant, drifter, indigent, orphan, urchin, wastrel, stranger

Holy!
All men are holy
All women holy
Holy the Wanderer
Holy the Traveler
Holy the Stranger
Holy the Immigrant
Holy the Refugee
!

SHELTER IN PLACE

In the shelter
shelter of a thought

In the shelter
of a gaze

Who watches?

In the shelter
shelter of your arms

In the shelter
of your heart

Who watches?

In the shelter
rooms & shadows

In the shelter
doorways
alleys

Who watches
watches over you?

In the shelter
words & phrases

In the shelter
silence
breath

In the shelter
life & death

Who watches
who watches
who watches
over you?




Wednesday, June 6, 2018



FROM SILENCE

to breath

from breath
to
murmur

from
murmur
to
voice

voice
to
chorus

chorus
to
jubilation

jubilation
to
transcendence

from

transcendence

to

silence.


(Star Child from 2001:  A Space Odyssey)


RW
Seattle
06/03/2018