Thursday, August 18, 2016

Viviennity



A screen keeps me
from still night skies
as stars spill
through my hand.

There wishes drain,
stars venerated
in the name
Vivienne.

A Question summons craving
and drags down the moon
'til it waxes full
within the breast.

The vertigo of saints
held too long from clay
wherewith we all sprang
these dreams crave.

Endless night
of stars and
sovereign freedom,
nothing eclipses
Vivienne.

Only a lover's eye
beholds this
Jubilee.

To eternally love
in articulate time,

A split infinity,
the circle squared by rhyme.





Friday, August 05, 2016

The Mendacity of Oracular Pride




Start at 52:55 until the end. "America is Back!" "Gaddafi is dead, Assad is on the way, Al Qaeda is on the run in Yemen and elsewhere, and we got Bin Laden!"