EPC Collaborative Poem #6
we become what we are
(l.t.)
frosty apples on a New York farm
fields that tilt protect my horse from harm
pear shaped tomatoes purchased with a dollar
icy stream running along Mikey's Hollow
(t.p.g.)
to christian: its mai tai, the nosebleed issues
itself a conversation
(crab/barc)
I saw the best
minds of my G-
3
destroyed by
madeness, starting
instructional
babies, dragging
them cells through
the honkey streets
at dawn. Skinny
skinny people
harassing me with
poverty (I want
to steal it)
skinny
skinny poems
harassing
me with
silence (I want
to be it).
(mg)
He promised me a trip around the world
He was 5
I smiled but reminded him for 17 years
He owed me
Owed me
until he set me up
on Internet
(MJF)
4 cups of sugar
taken every 3 hours
will give you
the willies
(CS)
How can I tell you this? It is summer. She is six.
Or is it spring, seven or eight. Midday
anyway. There is a back street alley cutting between
row house yards and the tenement doors.
It is white, working poor, sidewalks silent
like somewhere else, not here-
everything inside too early.
---This is the 1st stanza of a poem copywritten by ajz. What do you
mean by collaborative? Feedback? To add to someone else's? Sorry,
with these questions I couldn't finish the next 10 stanzas. Is the
electronic poetry journal free? Pardon me, I'm days new to all this.
(ajz)
With our stern or master thought
We wrote towards a setting gel
And made fridge magnets of our url
(CC)
Towards tomorrow,
Seek internally.
Answers are within
tendencies to exist.
(MP)
Someone told me i looked as if i had been
cut but first i want to know who or what first
were the scissors and how their metal life
became my poles. i imagine his body now in bed, walking,
running (ha) laughing (ha) swimming praying sweating loving
giving fornicating giving his fornications
that really hurts the world
how to be a scissor? you wobble out on very thin legs
with a very thin raspy voice in syllabic monotones (quish quish)
from your presumably safe for the world bed and
sanctify your industrial soul with the soles of your feet
(go ahead son,get him, cut god, cut him in 2, you've got a handle too.....)
i'll settle for jesus i say, i'm a happy unitarian. i promise father
i'll bring him down to size!
how to be a scissor is how to make a zombie have an orgasm
no that's a joke, scissors exist
you do not.
the existence of the scissor preceded his definition
in his essence and he knows that so love him
like you love a row of houses all the same
that's him, he's everyone else around you
that cuts the day in half
no sleep for them you don't see their bed stop guessing they're alive!
but they do make the blood they draw look lke god's face
like mine congealed but i can take it off i promise
can you?
((d$r))
Sexy sultry strong Blackmen touch my soul in most mystical
manners
The eyes are the mirror to the soul
And damn, baby, I see where you're comin' from
Take me to your reality where I can breathe in the essence
Will it be frankincense/myrrh or CK1?
...Only you can be the judge
(CMS)
if even the sand will not recognize myfootprints elsewise would that place near Santa Barbara be calledor else ever the factsare never relevantwherever the gooseof dry winter in a hand heldglass gown beadedwith another's hangdog jowels.
(rh)
i'm very much alive
she said
into the morbid air
of maggots and dead
seabirds.
Please hand me
a crossiron
and the smile
of your latest dream.
(O.D.)
when back
neck speed and edifice
(or toe hold)
works best
spinning on a coin is better
(i.k.)
es-Blumkin Party BN3 J O
- Please place the upright piano and bench in the Northeast corner of
the Lounge for the cocktail hour. (Immediately following the
cocktail hour, please have the piano moved next to the dance floor
in the Emerson Suites.)
- Please place one 6' table, and an easel in the Northwest corner of
the Lounge. This table will be used to display pictures and other
items.
- Set up one 6' table in the center of the room for food.
Emerson Suites -
- Please set up a dance floor centered on the East wall of Emerson C.
- Please place the piano next to the dance floor immediately following
the cocktail hour.
- Please set up 5 round tables of 8 to accommodate 40 people.
2. Catering request #20693 - Saturday, September 23 - Table draping -
Emerson Lounge and Suites. Event time is 7:00-11:00 pm. Set up by
6:00 pm. Please drape the bar, hors d'oeuvre, and picture tables.
Cover the guest tables using white linen and (TBA) color accents.
3. Catering request #20694 - Saturday, September 23 - Hors d'oeuvres -
Emerson Lounge. Event time is 7:00-8:00 pm. Set up by 6:45 pm. The
6' tables in the center of the Emerson Lounge will already be draped.
Provide the following for approximately 40 people:
Cheese and Crackers
Vegetables and Dip
Petite Quiche
- China and linen
- Please provide attendants.
(RD)
there will be wars
(BJ)
Falling fallen fell
through burning black clouds
of forsaken indian lore
(ccb)
in a dream
called back home
like a dream
I return
(ls)
What now, my grimy timepiece says
Forever is the answer now
Fine, but tell me how
Here's how
My grimy timepiece says
(LPH)
Now for your venturing into the Walke,
be circumspect and wary what piller you come in at,
and take heed in any case that you avoide
Going up that river
Going up that river was like travelling back in time
was like travelling back in time to the earliest beginnings of the world,
when vegetation rioted
_take heed_
when vegetation rioted on the earth
_take heed in any case_
and the big trees were kings
take heed in any case (as you love the reputation of your honour)
take heed that you avoide the _Serving-mans_ log,
and approach not within five fadom of that Piller
(C. A.)
cold spirited but warm nails
scratching into back
carved to a point for...pleasure and pain
bite hard on my tongue
I'm cold again
pull on keys make beautiful music
wish to sink my teeth
into his skin, his lips
trembling but cold again
(Isolde)
The night is black
a softening in the air
All of the crows
have slipped away
together
(rf)
The silly silly village shall not, I sayLuckly that night,Jean Vigo's camera captured his true loveunder the seaunder the silly silly village
(TB)
The darkness in my cell surrounds me
A smoke that will kill the uninitiated
Anyone will to go quietly shall
As the camera waves it relentless eye
I take on the smoke and its effect
Whisper smooth and cool to the touch
an addict's first kiss
I am not afraid
Disengaging I am disenchanted
I think I can tolerate anything
(jsf)
rain for free
two hours long
not enough vocal strings
to express my needs
let it flow, float and ramble
(rain for free)
what creator looks down into this cosmic jar
as humanicus insecticus become what they are
what possesses their reaching toward the star
while one hungry child has no chocolate bar.
(wlt)
That hornplayer on the beach
in the fog, in the dark,
with riffs as fast as seafoam:
sang jump or go, jump or go -
never's a long time.
(lwk)
I'm going down to the river
to throw myself in
I'd rather die by my hand
Than die by my sin
Eternal brown eyes
I'll never forget
I'll hold them by me
As they watch my sun set
I'm sorry my love if
I've toppled your crown
Don't come down to the river
If you don't want me to drown
(TvR)
April left cruel tentacles inside my skin
now shedding the unripened seeds of summer. Can you feel
the autumn winds, the leaves fading, we live
in the space in the place of the dark and the turning leaves,
creatures on a falling planet turning to the dark moon.
(AT)
for now we head west turning
our faces colorado
the color of sun melting
into azure seas
(OGR)
I have seen what I could see of love, and its form surprised me
(RM)
an abacus of pigeons
strung on a telephone wire
(RK)
dreaming Huitzilopochtli buzzing elongated necks
lusting precious liquid crown of calyx lobes
la colorada calumet calliope trills prayer not sound
in white camisole I eat indian apples drip crimson
scarlet rain dyes lips camouflage a ruby chest
juice sooo sweet fruit not understood
blooms burst fragrant tender tips
o mi ocelotl
yo comprendo esta cantata
Spring is finally here
(Coatli)
what do you see
when you look at me?
I would read that gaze so long
but too often I am wrong.
(SVH)
One day soon
mud on our boots
we will turn
to look at winter
and wonder what it was.
(rf)
The moon tonight a crisp first quarter
the ruts on the old road freezing
the Big Dipper upside down
and a comet
huge blur across the sky
Want to phone you
want you to look
and you
and you
Want us all standing
in awe again
(rf)
Skyward Spells
y la cometa chases her tail
or is it her head between legs
that flashing luscious lightening
tresses streaming white light ribbon
she of the snaking stars some say impersonating sperm
but you're already pregnant sparkling through speedtraps
Spring rides in ablaze wearing the celestial serpentine
(coatli)
If you can't see the pen
then it goes (don't leave a
grape on the floor ....) to the
left (but it is always playing to have fun ...)
some of the guys on the team
understand blood and urine
and this is how I do it always
I'd like the razorback of dreams if that
suggests a new mental cavity or proposterous
movement. her voice her voice
(Ar)
can you see it - the prat
rob the river to the ground
here it comes - the prat
(prat)
Silent night sounds rattleGlioma drives itself through town, unwanted. Crushed like small town pep bands the day the big gameWas lost
(stn)
starve studded diamond seeds and flaming drag car shifting down down down revving with a love flame that is there to drive you insane through ballrooms and hot kitchens of china's lostboys with fried sweat on their lonely diarys and at night sneaking away for their secret meetins of buried artifacts and hungry daughters asking to marry you...
(O.A)
hand pale like a deep sea fish risen
visible hanging over the edge of the bed
limp and dead, sunless tonight
(lls)