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ghosts

ghosts

I.

I want to build a monument to me
I want to build it so all the world can see
like the Saracens’ towers on the Amalfi coast
stones or words cobbled to endure
a monument to the substantiality
of these flickering leaves

II.

here I am left behind by all the ghosts
and you
in the corner stands the elephant you left me
black
porcelain
cause I collected them
the Princess said
if you place a rampant elephant with its butt to the door…
so on the desk there are two more
your gift
dear ghost
I have your picture with you and your dog
by my altar
a drawing of you on my wall
I wear your hat
and that’s that
actually there’s not much of you in this room
oh, there’s the dog’s blanket on the chair by the door
and the emptiness

dear ghost
put in a word for me in the beyond
and gees I miss you
now that you’are gone

III.

gatty gatty paragatty
parasaṃgatty bodhi swaha

you who left across the water
wedded to fate
I dreamt you were long gone beyond
and returned in the spirit of my dog friend
and he’s so like you
so beautiful
grey dark and blue
that I wept quite freely
thinking it was true

gone
gone
gone beyond
gone way beyond
bodhi swaha

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With words… to grab epiphany

With words before and aft
she stood before the academy.
I did not know her answers.
I still don’t
He’d waxed the surface
and therefore couldn’t stick the ink
I’d wonderer if it needs words
in the corner

I stand before the academy, transparent,
shading into the wood.
The community looked through me,
sightless I marshaled my thoughts,
afraid of thoughtlessness
Why would they
judge me ?
How would I know.
No time to edit
Stuck with the moment
I stood before eternity as
vacant as a dickie bird,
wondering why, wondering why,
wondering why I came.
This is for  Jesus,
cause He’s on my tongue.
He’s in my eyes.
The days are short,
the monuments so meaningless
and words so often empty
Trivial,
my attempts to grab the moment,
To grab epiphany

see  with words… to grab epiphany on my web site

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I’ve added more drawings of  Ezra…

you can view videos of Ezra at Ezra Collective

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The Fiddler

I’ve recently posted a page with drawings of the violinist, Ezra…

you can view videos of Ezra at Ezra Collective

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Dali’s Angel

among the peices for my show at the Laurier Gallery,

Tanya, who curated it, selected an older piece,
Dali’s Angel, and I’ve fallen in love with it.

I’ve reposted it amongst my autumn 2011 work.

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