Coincidence? Synchronicity? “Miracles”, Beauty, even

                       ONE    EXPLANATION

“It’s a popular fact that 90 percent of the brain’s not used and like most  popular facts, it is wrong…
It is used. One of its functions is to make the miraculous seem ordinary, to  turn the unusual into the usual.
Otherwise, human beings, faced with the daily wondrousness of everything,  would go around wearing a stupid grin, saying, “Wow” alot. Part of the brain  exists to stop this from happening. It is very efficient, and can make people  experience boredom in the middle of marvels.”
-Terry Pratchett, writer

F I R E W O R K S

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Destination/ The Church

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this poetry has been floating in my head for days

KATHY DARLING

whirling ’round & ’round again

’till yr off & away from where you were

as if   in incantations

as if  the world would surely be a blur

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with cloudy comes this smoky delirium

it’s the same sixties christmas lights

Kathy Darling & I looked on from the linoleum.

White Album permeated but she delighted

in creating inner scenery for every metaphor

in a Paul Simon poem.

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Kathy Darling needed to love me

but was too young to know love better.

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Kathy Darling needed to weep openly

that school hallway. Tears fall way

hard on ink run.

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As the room swings back to this stop,

“‘Kathy, I’m lost’  Though I know”/ stop

“I’m empty and aching and i don’t know why”/stop

I’m sorry/ stop/ I was too young/stop/ to know love better/stop

“& true love waits..in haunted attics.”

"& True Love waits, in haunted attics", Thom Yorke, Radiohead, from "True Love Waits"

“Haunted Attics”

“& true love waits, in haunted attics”,

Thom Yorke,Radiohead,from True Love Waits

Advice to: Open Minded And Playing The Field

Dear Open Mind Field

Read Right to the clauses

Stuck right in the gut of things

Thin like a seeless sword.

They’re for forbidding more freedom.

They’re for hidden costs.

You make take me for my word

Or be taken by your thoughts

Or be taken by your throat

Or be taken for a ride

Or be taken for a fool

Or be taken by your thoughts

Or be taken away

any minute now

Picnic Table

There’s a picnic table

waiting for a pretty blond thing

with more chips and lemony iced tea.

She’s the one with the cheery brown checkered top on,

and the bottom too.

The food  & fire are going good.

I can’t see past any of this fast talk here/

untill I can see her here in this sun/

lord, I look for her

hot like

‘S gotten hot here

The moon’s away in the cool ink

over Goa,  imagine,

The cicadas that go even more raucous,

After a flash storm,

Than the hissing slick highway scream,

They stay more still than a kitten in a cat dream.

So silent and hot. My ice blends shots

(ring out) Ice shifts like the guts of clocks.

                                          .

 It’s the heat

Dennis Potter (May 17,1935-1994/ RIP)

 

The English playwright/TV-dramatist, Dennis Potter was born May 17, 1935 (d. 1994, cancer). His widely acclaimed television dramas mixed fantasy and reality, the personal and the social. He was particularly fond of using themes and images from popular culture.

Pieces such as The Singing Detective (1986) and Pennies from Heaven (1978) were astonishingly fresh genre-benders – mixing detective story, musical and realist drama (the title character in The Singing Detective suffers badly from psoriasis), helping bring postmodernism to the small screen…

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