18 October 2009

On Stairbuilding





Three staircases to the top


My dad put in a spiral staircase
in this house
on the first floor
I built one upstairs and through the roof and up to the cupola
which I built atop his house


My Spiral Staircase


My staircase is like the bones inside a ship
the mast exposed
holding up the deck

My staircase involves higher math

My staircase is special.
It is like no other.
It is a symbol or extension of my self.
It is expression, space, beauty, engineering, folly, life

My staircase phones Michelangelo
and worries for my father's approval

My staircase is the bones of a ship
Hang on to the mast
and climb up to the crow's nest


On Building Spiral Staircases

Every carpenter
at least just once
in his life
should oughta build himself a spiral staircase

I hope Jesus got to build one
(a spiral staircase)
at least once in his life
before they strung him up

Is that the lesson of Jesus?
You do what you want
but when you get too uppity
they string you up?
So have fun
but watch out
don't be gettin too crazy now

Or, is it that on your way to save the world,
you should take some time
to build yourself a spiral staircase
at least once in your life

26 June 2009

Infinity in the Vicinity

My Laptop
has been safely put to sleep
having faithfully sent its ether-packets
into the ethernet
through the ether
20,000 miles up to the satellite
and 20,000 miles back to Earth
and 3.000 to Menlo Park
and back again at the speed of light.

The response tells me what I know
"Thunderstorms in the Vicinity"

Outside my window
fireflies fly and glow
lightning strikes
lighting the darkened house

Inside my window
I sit, watching
and a lone lightning bug
woos the L.E.D. of my sleeping Lappy

31 May 2009

Should Koan

Should there by Shoulds?

28 May 2009

4 Kinds Perfect

1. The perfection that comes
from meticulous attention

2. The perfection that is an ideal

3. The perfection that arises
from natural spontaneity

4. The perfection of mere existence

The Infinite

Western Man
sees the Void
the Infinite
feels anxiety, angst
invents God
like a pillow, a pall

Zen Man
sees the Void
the Infinite
feels joy
exclaims enlightenment

15 April 2009

In my garden (a redneck haiku)

While I sat here
a flower bloomed
open
but new for me
still closed for her
speeding off with a harness
driving
driven
run

growing older

The longer you know me
the more obsequious I'll be
the longer you know me
the more obsolete you'll seem
(the more obviated)
And as we age into oblivion
I will obtain obstreperousness