Friday, February 25, 2011
Hi, Hunter
Step and Fetch it
Step into the air
Nothing is trite along a river
Take my apples and sell them in the city
And you will have more money
And you will be more happy
Without that debilitating focus on regional and ethnic concerns
Rhodesia
Speculation
buy land, buy land
Wait a minute, what does that have to do with jazz
Morning of the redbird (callout)
cartographer
or along a long long gospel song
Amazing Grace reconsidered as something radiant and grotesque
Race record
The sound a register makes to count up the skirt of
this beautiful relaxed woman
Did you see the clock while she was on?
a line for Lyons
for elegant people
Each time it felt different; each time it felt the same
As when you construct intricate rituals which allow you to touch the skin of other men