You & I

We two

now we return

We become plants

roots

bedded in the ground

rocks

side by side

We are two resplendent suns

We are seas mingling

two

cheerful waves rolling

over each other

transparent

We've circled

and circled till we

arrived home

again

we two

This moment

here and now

You and I

Now is Eternity / Beginning again

I.

Now is Eternity .

This Eternity . This Now —

Man &Woman will recognize it again

&come to dwell in it more easily so

when we regain memories of

the Meta-Mind our species lost

some 5160 or so years ago

when

TIME

was cut down to size

[. . . ]

III.                      (Embryology)

Beginning again

from a single point

     big in egg

Newborn, it is our own ground

we are forced to

     arrive at

     (the house I am,

      this house that lives

      &blooms, &has feelings,

      this house where life is)

This intricate structure

evolved by nature

     transfigured by lightning strike

Recapitulated in each

birth, this

     animal organism, now—

     (this tower,

      my center citadel

      is what

      it always was)

Bone      Muscle       Nerve      Blood

Plundergraphia & "Radi Os"

Jason Christie offers the term “plundergraphia” to refer to the literary uses of found material:

“I believe it is necessary at the outset,” he writes, “to demonstrate how plundergraphia is distinct from plagiarism and reference, and shares little more than intention with found poetry.

"Plagiarism requires a person to desire to conceal a source for his or her benefit. … Found poetry appropriates previously conceived material into new arrangements but is still dependent upon the final product as product.

"Plundergraphia is a more general praxis that situates words in a new context where they are changed by their transformation.

Christie identifies Ronald Johnson’s treatment of Milton’s Paradise Lost as having a plundergraphic attitude toward an original source: Johnson’s “transformations of the original distort it beyond legibility into an entirely new creative expression." 
 

History is /

History is

something visceral, difficult to

put into words

History is

staring at a piece of paper in the

museum

trying to wrap my head around that

x-number of years ago   

so and so

put pen to paper

and created a document that traveld thro

time

from hands to eyes

thus creating a link to past

generations   

of SELF

weaving my experience into the fabric

of those gone long before

History is the burning desire to find

those little bits of gnosis

scatterd like trails of breadcrumbs

thro our ancestors’ written and material records

History is

the excitement of unearthing something new

taking down or

finding

or stumbling across

a letter or article or image

that gives that one little piece of information

that links up w/ all the other pieces of information

assembled along the way--

and all of a sudden

the BIG PICTURE is clear

and something NEW is understood

History is

moments of transcendence, feelings of connection

inspiring adventure & discovery —

the desire to seek

and the thrill of finding,

exploring & interpreting

glimpses of history's mysteries in the everyday

here & now

History is

stories

stories told in words and images

stories we tell each other

stories we tell ourselves

stories that give our lives meaning

as the pages of our own lives

unfold & make life

worth living 

William Empson on the therapeutic role of psychopoesis

"Rather little good poetry has been written in recent years and, because it is no longer a profession in which ability can feel safe, the effort of writing a good bit of verse has in almost every case been carried through almost as a clinical thing; it was done only to save the author's own sanity.

"Exceedingly good verse has been written under these conditions in earlier centuries as well as our own, but only to externalize the conflict of an individual. It would not have been sensible to do such hard work unless the man himself needed it."

-- William Empson, Preface to "7 Types of Ambiguity"