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Archive for the month “February, 2014”

EVIL

SEE     NO  EVIL

Gravity: 2 astronauts left dangling

in the cold ether  Nothing to cling to

but each other   Sounds a lot like this

real winter    & life itself ?

 

Space is called  the final frontier   but

that seems a more apt description of life   down here

 

Where for example heroin use has tripled

in Vermont  (Vermont!)   Headline’s scream:

There is a heroin crisis in the U.S.

 

In Space tears float   on Earth they gather

forming salty tracks    No one thought to ask:

Why are all of these Americans using heroin?

 

Recently the Holy See  was criticized by the U.N.

for child sexual abuse  & opposition to: contraception

homosexuality   & abortion in child rape + incest cases

This would appear to be another  final frontier

 

It is also true that 1 in 3 high school students:

are anxious all of the time   can no longer sleep

& often feel like crying inexplicably      

Soon gravity too   will be obsolete

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*(in California alone there are at least

five Re-habs costing $45,000/month)

 

 

Winter  2014

CIGARETTE

CIGARETTE  SELLERS  OF   3 CROSSES SQUARE

Warsaw ghetto 1940   Orphaned Jewish

children sleep on streets & in cemeteries

hiding their identities

 

Easier for Ignac Bloomberg   sandy hair

blue eyes   Not so for darklings  hearded

onto trains

 

The boys had names like:  Conky  Hoppy 

Toothy  Frenchy    SS Officer fell for Frenchy

First an advantage  Later disappeared into Gestapo

headquarters

 

What do you think they did with Frenchy?

You cannot conjure anything so depraved

Or maybe you can   They kept him in a cell

where Dr. Mengele visited daily  for tissue samples

 

Ignac survived through what his son later called:

balancing extreme fear with extreme hubris   In 1947

Canada took 1000 children   Ig was one of 3 cigarette

sellers from Warsaw who  made it out

 

Can you hear the ghostly trains crisscrossing Europe?

Night skies blood-red   Carrion cars forge ahead

One loaded with the near-exterminated

 

Your Aunties & cousins   my father said   We tried to

get them out   but it was too late    By then Canada

had decided  none was too many

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Juden-butterflies

 

 

 

Winter  2014    for Frenchy

SELF-PROMOTION

SHAMELESS    SELF-PROMOTION

I am a bit conflicted  about my upcoming

Word Event   You see I peak between 10 &

11 a.m.   It starts at 1 p.m.   long after I am

pumping out juicy marketing ideas:   cookies! hatpins! bookmarks! 

 

Hi-wattage smile   Unearth family charisma

often illusive & indolent   At least said  Event  

is on a Friday   When at sunset a second-soul

will alight   to help me fight despair   

 

Today it is well past 3  and I sit in a library  19th C

Windows onto a gorgeous courtyard  entombed in

ice   Fountain wears a shroud of white    Water barely

visible   Icy ejaculation will burst forth  come Spring

 

I sit beside rows of books in the  Canadian Poetry Room

The Gay Grey Moose

Distinctly Narcissistic

Foreplay

The Pioneer Woman

 

It is difficult to be pithy with the weight of our

word-history  all around me  From Cohen to Carson

Two poets who I am sure never coaxed readers with

promises of  bon bons  bijoux  and gift cards from

Come As You Are

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come-as-you-are-valentines-logo

 

 

Winter  2014

GARBAGE

SEX  &  GARBAGE

Some say that my perfume smells

like cigarettes & garbage   It’s called

Back To Black  Aphrodisiac  It’s french

& the nose is the Hennessy heir

 

Better than piss & vinegar?

Who says garbage isn’t sexy?  rotting roses

blue cheese bits  blood  cinnamon  & chocolate

A vampire’s paradise

 

I will continue to hold my head up

high   And though you may slink away

I am brand new & garbage redolent

Ready to face the day

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back to black

 

 

Winter  2014

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