blues exam 3
ask
what you want
of a thousand shadows
and they will show
the darkness is
yet hasn't come
blues exam 2
if the aberration ran ribbons
out of hearts
what would remain but to
grasp imagination’s poemy palm
consider further contemplation
and know the void of a single tongue
leaving
or coming
to the blank garden
filled with broken things
they emptied their pockets
of all they never had
and swept the grounds
of their countenance clean
having lived so long on lies
they’d nearly forgotten
the names of streets
or the letters used
to spell their love
Blitzkrieg Variation 3
he was one of the good ones surely
he would have brought her trinkets
like crows
but every day was begun again
in the center of bombdreams
while the garden lay
tripped along currents
coursing between stars
and that song of love
formed long ago
emptied
as the remembrance of birds
Blitzkrieg Variation 2
So they left somewhere
an arm a leg
and now the poppies grow
tall and red and all
over the place so wild
in the fields Glory
has returned--
is the name
for what may never
be retrieved
BLITZKRIEG VARIATION 1
They learned to kill
each other
and the Power to win
was used to gather
Everything in
pieces
like the sudden word
inhabiting
that turned
even the smallest
wild rose
away.
65.
A loss of credibility
leads to false incredulity
when Trump leads the news
'cause that’s what he does
best when under true scrutiny
I just shut the TV off and opened Wendell Berry instead.
Here is Berry's poem from FARMING: A Hand Book
FEBRUARY 2, 1968
In the dark of the moon, in flying snow, in the dead of winter,
war spreading, families dying, the world in danger,
I walk the rocky hillside, sowing clover.
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Off now to sow clover....
Peace.
-LH
