Klamath

Klamath
12-23-19

On the Klamath river
Souls to deliver on red wagons
For poet-in-residence
If you're ever going to love me
Nothing I do today but wait
As plagues are dead in fever monuments
Still picking on Brautigan
Vital to develop this deed
Conviction for wisdom and skill in means
In the shape of a red horseman
No such white Christmas
To our consolation
O, our fever monument
With every heathen in the shape
Of a seahorse of courage
Good luck this Christmas in California institutes
Forty years rest under Gideon
O, rule over us and prosper....





Bodhicitta Embarks
12-23-19

As Bodhicitta embarks for scintillating sparks
Add to daring grace
Soon to cease from all labors
But get real, we have something to do about it
Be thankful my son for what you get
Including my last cigarette
In selected stories of Tolstoy
For sermons against the window
That's all we know
That where home is God is
For froth foam and fizz
And a red wagon between us thrice
A day to huff it in the Klamath
Hornets upon a mud nest
In blood we invest
In the faiths we never know
All in Bart Ehrman
To Sarah in schools of life.....





Recouping
12-23-19

As we cannot dismiss the memory of her kiss
For Christmas cheer
Have another cup on me in criticism
And interpretation where somebody loves me
And we get started on it early
Always too soon in forgeries of Mentor Smith
It's more than nice to read and write about it
Today playing house there
Setting up our little table
Rainy of our two and three
Alongside Louis' older brothers
Among poet-and-residence
As Prague ready and Jesus still bleeds
For monuments in the shape of a seahorse
Of courage in the center of glass squares
In feverish monuments....