Friday, June 02, 2017

Summer in Romagna

      In castles of endless afternoon
          our eyes shine like Suns

Monday, May 01, 2017

Fascism and Terror


    "There is a widely held opinion that the fascist terror was just an ephemeral episode in modern history, now happily behind us. That opinion I cannot share. I believe that it is deeply rooted in the trends of modern civilization, and especially in the pattern of modern economy.
   "Indeed the reluctance to face squarely and explore fully the phenomena of terror and their implications is itself a lingering phenomena of the terror."

                        ----"Terror's Atomization of Man", Leo Lowenthal

    "Unless you are prepared to be pitiless, you will get nowhere...Domination is never founded on humanity, but, regarded from the narrow civilian angle, on crime. Terrorism is absolutely indispensable in every case of the founding of power...Even more important than terrorism is the systematic modification of the ideas and feelings of the masses. We have to control those."

                       ---- Adolf Hitler in recorded meeting w/ Hermann Rauschning, quote from same work


Wednesday, April 26, 2017



     Lips brushing your warm neck,
       Nostrils flare to flame
           breath of pores

  Sacred murder of
       flowers and Hellfire
         forging desire

Pungent Baubo
  sways limbs
We lie left
    of golden apples

Scent swathes dream

Senses capitulate
to vertiginous sensation

It never leaves----
remembering when
       breath deepens

Tuesday, April 18, 2017


faces in dark clouds
   cover the sun

streets bloom black from dull grey

sharp winds rattle
     lungs' cages

alert and lively,
  the first rumbles
crack like
  God's jaw


                                                     all seek cover
                                                 from heavenly strife.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017


Body's recollection
    kneads mind.

Fruitless speculation
    molts dusk.

Open eyes owl
 sprung from bowels...
 the baser pole
  sputters wisdom.

These fouled sheets,
  an epoch's labor...

Bodiless trace,
ah nurse! comfort me!
  That hoary face...
Hollow eyes above me---
     resolute, pure

  so vaguely sensed
in youth's
searing summer.

Words ran
  with and in me---

Time wasted stumbling
     after absolutes.
Friedrich, Christiane...
    relief, relief.

Nanette, a kiss
   before breath's
Corybantic play

     Difference pales.

Ashen twilight obscures
          her form
       endless dusk.