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Thursday, June 9, 2011

Paleohippie


Your poem (long one)

-for rk


a paean to piles. to deconstructing events
to getting rid of what's cluttered a life
a mind ... futon ... red, black & tan

busy knees
families
piles

i actually studied piles
in the course of getting certified
to teach pre-schoolers

congeries
from Latin congeriēs: ‘heap, mass, pile’;
from congerĕre ‘carry together’

vygotsky taught community
"makes meaning" for us
which we then internalize

& recognized "unorganized congeries"
as a child's early stage of cognition
measured in the simple act of sorting

 basement. attic. shed. it's in
some other home than where we live
that it piles up

lately i've been meditating on time
that relentless inpulse to go on
preparing to die

not really so different from base
instinct in any other animal
we are embedded in time

will death
be a step
out of time?

a stopping of the instinctual
clock that rings its bell
to wake us up?


 

Capt. Barefoot Broadside                                          Union of Street Poets
Vincent St. John Local / Colorado Plateau / Aztlán
 Kuksu Brigade (Ret.) / San Francisco
50011

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