bows to Marie Elena Good, Marna Cosmos, Philip Levine and others…
In Safeway’s industrial kitchen, she
dips her latex-covered fingers into
warm glaze; then, thinking of his stubborn F
grades, moves her hand like magician gestures
over the coffee cakes. Principal Dowd,
you’re not being fair. Robbie, you’re killing
every chance you have. The grocery driver
can’t stop ricocheting between Shirley’s
ultimatum and himself—who is who
he is, like Popeye, damn it. The women
and men go with their urges piled on top
like whipped cream spires. Everything they touch
comes away sticky and faintly sweeter.
When the man with his lonely hunger bites
what her glazed fingers spellbound, may he taste
the soft center between today’s meetings
and the woman who disposes her gloves,
punches out and drives home to the escape
of daytime TV. Holy Creator,
let our tongues school like fish and find blessing
in the joined continuation of our
living substance simply carrying on.
Everything Is All One Cake.
This form is called Poesia de Tema, developed by Marie Elena Good.
Read about it here: http://poeticbloomings2.wordpress.com/
Wow, the ending, a prayer I share:
ReplyDeleteHoly Creator,
let our tongues school like fish and find blessing
in the joined continuation of our
living substance simply carrying on.
This from Fritjof Capra from The Hidden Connections: The Science for Sustainable Living (2002):
"Whereas the extraction of resources and the accumulation of waste are bound to reach their ecological limits, the evolution of life has demonstrated for more than three billion years that in a sustainable Earth household, there are no limits to development, diversification, innovation, and creativity." (pp. 265-266)
and Lynn Margulis, "Gaia the Living Earth," 1989, in dialogue with Fritjof Capra:
"Life actually makes and forms and changes the environment to which it adapts. Then that 'environment' feeds back on the life that is changing and acting and growing in it. There are constant cyclic interactions..."