MEDIA MEDEA,My DEAR!

Whales of blubbering tragedies plop on our lawn each mourning

Dolphins of trees and bees missing,dying.We are tiny cups

and these sorrows have neither depths nor limits.Whole countries

inflame in drought and submerge in flood.

Shakespeare dealt with war and tragedy-yet the scale of contemporary

dwarves even his feathered quill community

From space,(where we can not live)-this planet is blue

Water (which we need and fight over)-remains constant

even as its distribution alters.Some say its inherent structure changes

according to our intention towards it.Dam it,it goes stale.

Release it,it adds oxygen like waterfalls and showers.

Truth becomes less than myth when beliefs are involved

We used to think we were Towers-Babylon,Twin,Titanic hulks

Now we know we are temporary time limits upon one earth

In these metered moments,will we substitute virtual for reality?

Second Life for our first and only?Media over myth and meaning?

Or are all questions merely rhetorical?

 

ROOMS IN THE HOUSE

In one room,we list all causes and effects

in another,we pray to unseen ,unknown forces

Another room is for meditation

More are warrens for writers

who scribe impossible unpublishable manuscripts

Philosophers inhabit another room-small but vocal

Musicians practice in other rooms,rehearsing harmonies

Art and sculpture also have rooms here,and daub and build imaginary architectures

A room is kept for mountains,rivers,great plains

rainforests,swamps and beaches

Without them,there may be no speech sufficient to describe

birds,bees,flowers,poetry or song-all of which demand separate rooms

One room is always kept empty-this is BELIEF

By giving space to both doubt and certainty (more,other rooms)

we also need to cater for that which has no space as yet

faiths yet to be validated via physical phenomenae

So long as we leave room for growth,this mansion 

can mean more than Ark or Babel,myth or legend.

There is always more to build upon our house-

extensions,demolitions of obselete designs and wobbly foundations

It is a dynamic design,in process and in flow

So long as we do not stop

at what we do not yet know.

 

Re: only the poets make revolutions lovely

To Randy Lusk 

sing to me the truth of human weakness

how ideology 's sails fill with emptiness

how promises are broken more than treaties

how doctrines always disappoint

all those books upon your self had an author

someone who walked away from versions

of the bible or the manifesto/just to write 

antidotes to groupthinking jackboot grackles

easy to react as a first step/that premise relies

upon an audience willing to listen and to compromise

Far better with no one other than your solitary selves

to judge and jury every borrowed syllable

to make a newer meaning -deeper,sharper,fine

then to release it ,as a kite needs gusts 

to lift above the crowds.All text provisional

Worlds await new revelatory epistles

to hear the sounds of changes just beyond horizons..

POLITICAL REIGN / IDEA OF MARCH

POLITICAL REIGN

 

Heated arguments divide us-drought hearts.City thrives/country bankrupt

Selling off stock rather than selling stocks.When it rains,even the rain is angry

It spits at us with counted drops in heated streets.It demands attention -clouds with no content

-ion hover above and within us.We cede only when results pour in-floods,Tsunami (public opinions)

Mass media excluding mass demonstrations.Beatings in public Squares now include American.

Police are paid to pepper spray young children.TSA strip search babies/grand parents in wheelchairs

Black rain of anger turns to cynicism.No change means NO CHANGE in the prevailing power system

Presidents prattle ,shifting employment deckchairs,polls of public opinion sinking

Sports channels turn up the volume and reduce intellectual content

No one can debate without rancor ,bitterness ,anger ,malice,spite

"It's a hard rain gonna fall""Baby ,the rain must fall""Raindrops keep falling on my head"

Peacefully,people are gathering-even homeless huddle together

When rain returns,it may sweep clean these troubled streets

spill in to gutters of clean,clear,flowing energies

Dr Suzuki says "the energies we manifest to water reflect us"

I see your image in these waters.It is smiling.Change is us.

 

IDEA OF MARCH

 

George Clooney is my Michael Moore-SYRIANA,THE AMERICAN,IDES OF MARCH

We have a Democratic Party government stymied by rightwing Republican ranters

Pressure groups (TEA PARTIES)dictate negative policies over elected candidates

Think tanks subsidized by Corporations find ways to promote financial elitism

and two endless allegedly finished wars grind on forever eating our blood and treasure

Compromised candidates resign-yet more demand our attention

seeking that idealistic demographic that will activate change in our divided nation

This is where play comes in-and presentation.Projection of image/and clear direction

To see and hear the truth behind headlines-to see talking head spout lies

to awaken to the reality that politics itself divides-is a reminder 

that party politics and Presidencies are dinosaurs still claiming to be alive

"GOOGLE" is a verb!

Information is currency-personal information the New Gold

FACEBOOK networks connect peer to peer (allegedly by choice)

yet may expose users to ridicule if pix or facts "leak"out

Google searches seek and sponge  places,people,connections and compounded matrices

that enable a variety of devices to home in upon you as a "customer"

GOOGLE EARTH is censored-sensitive military installations clouded over for public viewing-

yet more sophisticated images exist for military purposes.

YOUTUBE is censored-yet you can access proscribed images by logging in

and your viewing patterns may be monitored.

A friend is suing GOOGLE for downloaded texts of authors without offering royalties

Possession of information creates a power explaining why

the heads of KGB and CIA end up as heads of Government

Knowledge is power that can be used to DO NO EVIL-

Google Flu Trends can estimate flu pandemics 

YOUTUBE has been used to spread the Arab Spring

though less successfully in Syria,where the Internet was shut down

as in China,where GOOGLE faces State-owned and controlled subsidies

Power is knowledge,and its accretion transcends historical and geographical borders

Yet,if GOOGLE did not do it-who would?Someone would step up as soaker of your life facts

You remain a data bank to be mined via every media possible.

Goodbye privacy-hello GOOGLE View!

LIFE AND LAUGHTER

Steve Jobs said it best-"death is the best incentive to live life fully"

Few knew he was a college dropout who took LSD and went to India

was in to Zen and existentialism,and was adopted

Most know him by the gifts of his mind-ipod,ipad,iphone,I

regret the loss of his dreaming ,but rejoice in the lesson we are learning-

how frail and fragile our link to life is/how vital to be vitally present 

in every gifted moment,and to allow dreams to become real.

One woman can change everything.One thought,emotion,idea,ideal.

These pulses and heartbeats are neither absurd nor cynical-

they affirm our presence and prescience while we are here

and make precious what otherwise would merely be

the mere passing of time,words,days,weeks,months,years

in to the inevitable.Nothing is inevitable

words as orphans

they had parents one-antiquarians

dusty books and elder tales

shared with a child on each knee

now they are text/flash fiction

sound and fury

around them,seashells gather

as fish within a wreck

alluding to TITANIC

coracle oracles

rocking waves

flash mobs

splashed agents 

signed contracts

book deals

anorexic truths

slim volumes

cut lions

YOU ARE HERE!

sign in a Mall

but you are not.

another age

reminescences

when words were...

now we talk 

of Golden Ages

aluminium spy satellites

critics praise the baby

orphans cry for loss

there is no art in innocence

THE MONOTONY OF STEREOTYPES

Labels like "liberal" and "conservative' have become cliches like "Republicrats"

Even "libertarianism"denotes attitudes rather than policies

The fantasy of politics dumbs down doctrines to approximations

allowing freebooting privateers to purloin public funding

churches to grow taxfree,and our only environment 

to be characterized by willful neglect  and profiteering

Arguments of indigenous fall against legal paper walls

They are oral cultures,predating legalisms

TERRA NULLIUS made them invisible citizens

Native Americans still die on Reservations(Broken Treaties)

Look at the differences between fact and act

between espoused "compassionate conservatism"and dead homeless

Rainforests get mined and deforested because they have no value intrinsically

unless and until some tourism venture can exploit them effectively

Mass education proves one size does not fit all-

hence divergence via charter schools and independent academies

Gaps between folk are more than economic-

they become entrenched class divisions unless equality is valued

Laws protect property,jails store the poor,rough and rude are the laws of the land

And there is no going back to Rousseau.We are not "born free"

Every philosopher carries chains of ancestral thinking

Unless and until we can envision alternatives,"realism"will be a fantasy

projected upon leaders who deny global warming ,

and torture and assassinate those who may disagree

From Christian Crusades to Islamic jihads is a question of degree..

BLUE MOUNTAINS

They are not mountains-but they are blue

Three sisters stand before time began

Indigenous people knew them as sacred,too

They drew ochre of their dances on the walls and floors

not knowing of canyoneers or bushwalkers

Now this very earth is being explored

by those who see this as adventure

Wild parrots screech green wings above

Normal Lindsay lived here and made art

Yet the land itself is all open air galleries

where weekend warriors seek more space to be free

They rappel down cliffs both steep and deep

They yomp over rocks and stones and leap

into the wild waters of unseen creeks

and keep a silence /deep as wildness

Wordsworth knew his Lake District would not survive

the stomp of civilization's industrial pride

He walked and kept his paths private

so others might explore his wilderness

Blue Mountains hide the canyons of their past

If you go,make discretion your private art

 

A HAPPY DEATH

"like William Blake,jumping from his death bed and singing!"

Like stories of truth for children/letting the dark in

where wild things grow in imagination

and children know them-as shadows and nightmares

and the "real"world distraction/"take your mind OFF things"

Children know-they watch us-tiny witnesses

and they hold us to account .As Yevtushenko said-

"telling lies to the young is wrong"..Abstinence

and the highest rate of teenage pregnancy.

God's love and capital punishment simultaneously

Wars on truth and literacy via censorship and tacked-on happy endings

Children's movies an abomination-false to the core  with saccharine soundtracks

Disney characters mutilated genitals-like Vatican fig leafs

This is not helpful for children or other wild animals

This is where we need those who speak of pogroms

child soldiers,abuse and violence

Speak in parables if ye wish-but do not dilute the truth

"or the children will not forgive in us

what we so readily forgave in ourselves"

literary Dublin and more

LIBRARIES(the Last Word

Before books become antiquarian artifacts

stored in unread tomes on dusty shelves

while the young stare @digital txts and GOOGLE

perhaps you remember the silences of libraries?

That serious study of tomes leatherbound and ponderous/

treatises upon topics now of another age

where handbound and handmade were one and the same

and a library was akin to a monastery.That is lost.

Libraries of old held secrets for the seeker

Dewey decimal or pre- explorations of themes and authors

long departed,leaving only their writings as clues

to lives of high adventure.I grew up inside my local library

My world expanded beyond dull suburbs with every author.

Now @my local car dealer,a pile of authors sit as proof of literacy-

yet were they to have been thrown out/and are only there for show.

Much like those fake books in politicians offices/or homes for sale

Too much has been lost-those silences are priceless

and when we come to digital silence....

even the birds

feel this drought.Fewer red cardinals-more black grackles

sqwark and fight at any possibility of water

There seem fewer,and more generic-less the bright parrot plumage

more grey dustcoat sparrows of generics

Pigeons still stumblefoot like Charlie Chaplin drunks

Mourning doves still coo upon our fences

This heat tests all winged creatures

Did Lucifer fall to hell-or was he pushed by climate change?

Versions in Upanishads reveal a Fall long before a missing nuclear winter

If we were winged once,why has gravity claimed our flightpaths?

How can we live without the support of fellow flyers?

Where is the nest for all migratory birds?

Are all questions rhetorical?