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Archive for the month “December, 2022”

shock+awe

you may have to reach a certain tipping point

ie., the final 3rd   to realize that when your parent

dies  the child you were  mourns the loudest

 

screams + shrieks + hiding under the bed

 

and then there is your adult pain  the severing of the

physical body from your sight   Oedipus plucking his

eyes out

 

blindsided by the cutting  and  truckhit by the never

yet also glimmers of a freedom not known  one that

squarely facing your own grave  provides

 

frolic  squander  do whatever thefuckyouwant  this one life

is finally your own  don’t blow it on a new car   GO DEEP!

I knew a woman named Rhonda  at 90  she was still crying

 

for her mother’s soup

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Fall 2022  ..ccccourage..

my yiddishe mumma

what is lost?   an entire era  those old days  of

wars  jazzzz  King George  10 cent corned beef

5 cent cokes  open antisemitism  dirtyjuif   back

alley abortions  and signs: No Dogs Negroes or Jews

 

oh and there was Paris too!  dancing with sailors

marrying armyboys you barely knew  the shetls of

Europe  pogroms  chicken pluckers  packed ships

 

hiding the child bubba under her bed  when the truant

officers came  she scratched an  X  for Sarah  for the

rest of her days

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For I know that I owe what I am todayTo that dear little lady, so old and so grayTo that wonderful Yiddishe mommeMom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-
momme of mine  
Thank you    
(Lew Pollack+Jack Yellen 1925)
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Fall 2022 ..for Frances Marlieb Atkins  April 4/24-November 14/22

My Yiddishe mommeI miss her more than ever nowMy Yiddishe mom-mommeI long to kiss her wrinkled brow

 

sold my soul to the devil for 15 free years👿

birth looks way harder  than death

last breath  utter peace  first breath

primal screammmmmm

 

intimations of being forced to worship

immortality  ephemeral beauty  mammon

+a life of numbing out to the pain/pleasure   rollercoaster

 

with the 10,000 things

sports

footlong hotdogs

filthylucre

Paris

et al.

 

let’s face it  corpulence sucks  why not resurrect

your dead?  repatriate them to their former glory

smiling  pristine  smoothskinned  +fabulous

 

don’t hold onto the decay  the scenes of decompose

+stink   RISE UP!  you who are still (barely) alive  and

RUN for the fucking hills

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That the self advances
And confirms ten thousand things
Is called delusion.. (Dogen 1200-1253)

 

Fall 2022  ..if u say so Bob..

The enchantment of being here at all, alive and aware,

is a gift too often considered a problem.

(Robert Saltzman The Ten Thousand Things)

 

 

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