I Believe in Everything

Meanwhile Xela is full of Quetzaltecos and carnachos and dreams.

Like the paranormal that goes on
forgotten as soon as seen,
the friends you love forget you love
and never wear the king’s attire.

Like jungles swing out from our hearts
and plants that drip onto your kidneys,
The net to keep around a bed -
Your friend the cat on midnight’s sill.

…and what of it Weird Uncle J,
we’ve lost the war, the Secret Service
being us. What El Ijo del Diablo coughed up,
and he’s the captain of us all.

I sell my wears on winds of trade,
but those who need them seem to fade.
The cat’s alert on midnight’s sill,
there is no pane to keep us in.
Our spirits seep while we’re asleep,
and when we wake its rain again.

For when those think back to the past will see us learn
and laugh and dance. And turn away and come right back.
And go inside and close the door, and cry, and sweat
the beer when we of gods hold on for life
the secret being not here to find.

And on must we, must we must go, and forge
what souvenirs we steal, and track more orbits
through the world, a world we map, a map to lose,
whose land this is we do not know, and never will.

red bowl of pale sun

universe of black, a hole for watching
stars and nothing else

once was, a white pulled from a blue pail,
the gowns of angel’s sky

young woods in snow, the heart of saplings — green.
affairs with grapevine on the sail

the rippling of the sky, a red bowl of pale sun spilled,
on the hill opposing, missing,

the deep den in the bare field.

First go on my new typewriter. Thanks to Intern for best present of 2012!

(a poem to commemorate fall)

maple trees not maples
honey
what you want don’t grow
on money

birches birches barches oh!
underneath a slug doth grow

staghorn stagborn stag
alone
burgundy-red to make
you moan

oak fest steady, hold a fast
strings to tether fall to last

elm tree elm see, each has
one
each the same in eyes
of sun

My friend Matt interviewed me about The Dacha Project for Sociotree.com, an art+culture project focused on the free sharing of everything worth sharing. This was a long overdue and much-needed reason to explore my thoughts through writing, as I answered the questions we six are often asked in conversation. This interview is helping me realize what book I want to write. Thanks Sociotree!

Peacers,

lea