AMONG residents realization sickly takes hold: the land is dying: dry
GULCHes, reservoirs down three quarters, allotments cut. To
HALVE prior expectation now looks good. A reality so stark, you blink and blink, yet it’s still there:
OUTGO far above inflow. Praying for rain is all that’s left. And what of spiritual water? How high the levels?
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WOOER strikes out. Went for broke on big gesture.
STATEd objection: I like you as a friend.
FERAL mood walking home,
STRIPs torn off the bushes. The world is out of joint.
Two Brothers at the River
PLUMP young Gregory, eight years old, not yet the hollow cheeked Nyssa, as on icons–
DRYLY his older brother asks: “Surely you will not jump in again?”
BASIL, older brother, not yet the Great, as in history,
TEASEs lovingly. Today: two young brothers, an idle afternoon, playing on a river’s bank.
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Swami Ponders
SWAMI grows uneasy: to transcend Samsara seems assumed,
DOGMA of a kind, but he wonders if desire itself forms the
SIEVE in which knowledge ebbs away, leaving only Avidya, or whether we are
BOUND, chained, not by desire itself, but by desire’s end.
Whither Turbo
TURBO, this if your third appearance; first time, I did
STRAY, redirect you to TURBOt, mispelled fish. Second time, forgoing
FRILL, I invoked your sense of speed. Perhaps, next occasion, I won’t
CLOWN, and wield you for an engine, if poesy can there be found. Perhaps.
Running Out of Time
BADLY managed temper, faulty sense of pride–now a duel to fight.
LUNGE of epee mistimed, opponent ready with counter, and then: so little time left.
GAUDY seems the world with its colors as sight is ebbing,
GAZER laid out, looks up at trees and clouds, the last impression. Takes one more breath, his last.
Shout out to the Sonnet
OCTET before sestet, in Petrarch’s wake,
CAMEO, in first four lines, of the concern:
STRUTs heavily through four more, at stake.
MONEY, the resolution, drops after the turn.
What Big Eyes
PINEY–fresh, rather–smell in the forest clearing,
OXIDE–rust, rather–makes the cabin’s hinges grate,
NANNY–granny, rather–looking worse for wear,
SIGHT–fright, rather–what big eyes she has.
Chiliast in a Canoe
SHONE that day the last sun,
WRIST watch down to final second
CHILIast marked the moment at falls’ lip,
CANOE almost hovering before the tip, then the plunge.
Glimmer in the Ursine Mind
HONEY comb combed through,
POUTY bear got there late,
PRICE of late hibernation.
PRANK on those greedy others dimly glimmers at the edge of ursine mind.