Once I was an Earthquake
That's all
Just a tremble in the ground
Something to remember
Today I am the storm
With gale and thunder
Drenching rain
But most of all the darkness
burst by glaring light
and sound
A sort of tingling awe
Soaking through the skin
Tomorrow
Just the wind.
...1967 - 1968...
I bought a leather hat
on a back road in
Maine
I bought amber beads in
a flea market in Copenhagen
I bought one night's room
in Vancouver,
Canada
I bought inspiration at a
poetry reading in Santa Fe
I paid sixteen dollars for the hat
I paid 30 Kroner for the amber
I paid 38 Canadian for the room
I paid for inspiration by opening
wine bottles in Santa Fe
In my isolation travelling
I had forgotten that struggling
with a moment together
with others of that moment
to make of that moment
a moment shared
Is more difficult than
leather
amber
sleep
inspiration
...after 1994...
There are other places
one could be
the bottom of the sea
or down a-ways
the center of the earth
above the clouds
outer space
in a star
outside a galaxy
in a grain of sand
a blade of grass
a sculpture
a light bulb
or a snail
I must remember
possibilities!
...date unknown...
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