may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!


Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA


Friday, July 16, 2010

THERE IS AN END

to every thing-life,this line,now
gives way to something not quite new
and yet it masquerades effectively
so we cannot locate form nor function
from previous listings in Whole Earth Catalogue

Take visiting those at the end of life.They stay
largely immobilized,with limited and limiting functions
Yet we remember them as brave Olympians

And ,when ill,we complain like Athenians
demanding Socrates take hemlock,McChrystal fall on his sword
BP cough up twenty billion ,while the only work left
is census returns and beach cleanup

Whether events repeat(repeat)in different scripts /characters
or this life is unique as every snowflake fingerprint DNA breath
There may be many ends beyond one death
Is that not what you expect?

th 24-APS@NWD 41st/Guadalupe from 7-9pm Hosted by either Herman Nelson or ?
fri 25-LA TAZZA FRESCA 37th/Guadalupe from 7-9pm Hosted by Kathleen Romana
sun 27-NICK TRAVIS JAM SESSIONS@Cafe Caffeine 909 west mary from 2-4pm
then BORDERLANDS reading @Barnes&Noble Sunset Valley 4-6pm
then KICK BUTT 5775 west airport 7-10pm
mon 28-AMAZING DEVELON DOUGLAS FEATURES@Wordstylings hideout 617 congress 6-10pm
tues 29-CAROUSEL LOUNGE BEATNIK NIGHT with lili &walter and thom &YOU!8pm
th july 1-TEMPLE LIVE POETS!@Temple CAC from 6pm -8 Hosted by JOY OWEN(FREE!

--- On Thu, 6/24/10, Jason Crowson wrote:

From: Jason Crowson
Subject: RE: BECAUSE EVERY LIFE IS ALL LIVES
To: "thom bless him"
Date: Thursday, June 24, 2010, 3:53 AM

she sends me a petulant e-mail demanding i step on a landmine in minnesota
i assess the smoking craters on the landscape to determine which one
first requires the arc of a golden shower and alas conclude
hers is not the mouth most deserving

pain has a face a tone pain has an olive complexion pain is a friend
pain is an enemy pain is an enemy friend words like my skin
is on fire words like a knife stabbing my glutes words
like someone kicking me in the back of the knee
become empty similes describing not what
could be there but what is there
defying metaphorical
descriptions

multiple symptoms muscle spasms mini seizures
the auras the lights flashbacks never ending incontinence
perpetual migraines and no reds vitamin c and cocaine
no wonder they were grateful to finally be dead
after all she might have said i know what it is to be sad
but it's only fun to see the shadow mice when you're feeling like a god
because you know it's like doctor preston said
when you see them morning noon and night all day long
when you're not even tripping it's not fun at all

as if it ever was

jason crowson, june 24, 2010, multiple sins


Date: Tue, 22 Jun 2010 20:24:09 -0700
From: worldpoet@rocketmail.com
Subject: BECAUSE EVERY LIFE IS ALL LIVES
To: jwowen@texaswriter.net

we have many breaths in one lifetime
and opportunities for redemption
as uncounted as grains of sand
on an oilsoaked beach
Sylvia died many times.Jesus dies daily.
The point is to live! A bridge built to last
between time's furious blasts
and the forgetting fogs that sweep us into ...
Know this.Moment.as a gift.Hold it precious
It matters little that the wars increase
and that peace has to stay silent
What matters more are songs raised as petitions
to make/create that which sustains us through these seconds
And when you count the dying-reverse the magick!
Look at the living-who all wish to give more!
Billionaires denote half their wealth to unknown causes
Restaurants feed the hungry from rich leftovers
Thin string survival like Damocles Sword hangs suspended
awaiting our concentration upon what is most important-
this gift of life and breath -and what will happen next...


From: jwowen@texaswriter.net

Our Cemetery

We were buried at Wounded Knee.
At Attica.

We were buried when Bobby Seals
Was bound and gagged.

We were buried in Kosovo.
Iraq.

We were buried
in the Gulf of Mexico.

and

We were buried when Monsanto
Claimed imperial right.

We were buried when engineers
Took the place of farmers.

We were buried when the rain forests
Burned.

We were buried when
The elderly died alone, forgotten.

We were buried when poetry venues closed
And football teams flourished.

How many more burials will it take?

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