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

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

this world is all we know

i know of none before
nor any others any have returned from
to bring good news or glad tidings
waves of time have washed /have washed
and still bare bone and sorry flesh
We carve each other's turnkey hearts
and serve them(generous!
Healing not spontaneous-
takes breath and time and love and will
slow as snail,deep as shark
we are either healed or we will kill
This golden paradox-the hollow bell
that rings and sings a Siren's song
Reefs remain-ships get grounded
Be careful where you set your sails
Each mariner's art a compass direction
We seek less than human perfection
yet if we survive inspection
Kali may thrive-in healing countryside

A response to Mary Krenek's poem 'It is no less', which refers to Kali

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