At the Musarium [1001 – 1100]

[1001 – 1100]
for Phil

Stop. Wouldn’t the rule fit the instance if
shown directly? Meaning that the moral example
obliged official members to servant his request
by keeping the offer lower & the darkness
complete? Wonderful start. Drink? He’s
proved his courage provided a sufficient
passion, though the board questions this.
Military access. Ears! Attack! Worse loss.
A mighty movement mentioned. The crowd
had spoken, but, at a glance, the higher fee
in dollars couldn’t doctor a safer path.
This is serious. A father’s built for
sorry, for grace, pride, for his dog, Jack.
All repeated forms of the same vain dream.
The class smiled. Heads shook. Any questions?

Composed: 10-17-10


At the Musarium [801 – 900]

[801 – 900]

Picture Indian Summer in America.
Sitting in a corner of the garden, we
laugh, we cry, we eat, we forget ourselves—
& try to escape the terrible memory
of a vain century. Break, break, break, like
spent leaves on the floor of a wood, meeting
modern existence, drawn & terrible, turning
perfectly from soft to wise. Picture springtime
in Rome & watch how it does its grand
bit for the nation step-by-step along
a grave passage beneath the island shore
where it takes more trust in religious passion
than in original sin even to attempt
the surprise of you in that hot dress.

Composed: 6-12-16

At the Musarium [30101-30200]

A vibrato gnarls at the Zeitgeist
as ashram ballerinas flexibly
can-open clockwise, & fictive fingernails
haunt the limonite liverymen in mid-
December, shirtless & tangy. They quested
the plushy papaya, ticketing the carcinoma,
bumming unsent silage, frostbit & Falstaffian.
Cacophonous equestriennes break through
as mythologists quiz transalpine trilobites
engrailed in flamage. Hydroelectric
hodgepodge, existential functionality,
stressful upgrowth—all terrorize the firewall,
rarefy, expropriate, & finally constrict
Bubo Robusta, the boozer, & his gyrating scooter.

Composed: 3-19-09
Published: Fact-Simile 3.1: 34-7. (Spring 2010). Print.