Monday, November 24, 2008






"Man is so made that whenever anything fires his soul, impossibilities
vanish." Jean de la Fontaine

to be so dancing
this 11:30 night
groceries in arms
the fat strawberries
the spiced hot tea
the chain link of women
so made
breath of fire
impossible
possible
to love life
from the ground floor
to see stars
in the pyre
of living dying

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

@Linda

Here it my favorite of the Austin bridges:
http://www.io.com/~cjwyche/2000/CongressAve512.jpg

I tried in vain to picture the "to be so dancing" entry.

Did you compose that, like, the other night?

ggw

linda said...

Yeah, well it's the most interesting Austin bridge, at least when the bats are in residence. Thanks for the picture!

The poem was vague and clunky in the middle, I was getting very tired, losing the post-yoga expansive feeling in the struggle to express it, thought i fixed it and went to bed, saw the next morning, no, that's a poem that seriously needs adjustment.

oooh. just read it again. yes. that's a limping piece of work--maybe at some point I'll give it another go.