Trappist1 clouds?
         wonder out loud
                  silences shroud ...


                 coincidences?

Mexico in my stomach
Japan in my mind
Taiwan in my heart
He said, Seek and ye shall find

The road is roam and ramble
The road goes ever on
I-5 back to Seattle
Flight to Gamla Stan

          beyond

My adventures might be behind me
Small Town small ahead
I like the little way
Helps me with the dread

Facebook has been fun
All those 80s ladies
St. Therese my favorite nun
Madonna, not Warren Beatty

Had a veggie sausage
Mustard and a side of fries
Honest Abe emancipates
George W. kills and lies

Prince all in Purple
1985
It's true I'm quiet and lonely
Still grateful to be alive

           I came alas to wive
    (but still my children thrive)

everblue maybe evertrue
     twilight time entrances too
            fade to black, starshine for you

again the little poems
again the gentle rain

softdrops on the pool’s surface
then thunderstorm insane

my memories make me woozy
ah! my miserable brain

born long after Bob Cousy
but I’ll ride that Boston train

all the way to Buenos Aires
then Norte to Portland, Maine

I loved, and lived, and lost
lost love like life in vain

still my sons tonight are sleeping
as Don Quixote sleeps in Spain

                    La Mancha!
                     (the Stain)

When I was in the JVC
Daniel Berrigan wrote back to me

I think you are on a good way, he said
I discussed Nhat Hanh's poetry

I have stumbled and often fallen
The bipolar tormentingly

But I plan to see this through to the end
Fr. Berrigan, pray for me.

                  prophetic-mystically

Late night drive
Hospital
Darkness falls
Isolate

Time tick tocks
NIX 137
Coincidence
Dragon Gate

Nashville now
Johnny Cash
Man in Black

    I wait.

infinite, incomprehensible, and
infinitely loving:
so speaks Father Tracy

I find this thrilling
and share it soon with Alex
plus the book (quite cosmic spacy)

Said Donald Hall.

I was given madness
What a gift for me!
1969
Knoxville, Tennessee

Still the fear of death
My children - xie xie ni
Scifi Gamla Stan
Beauty Baltic Sea

Nothing at all can lost
Dublin: meant to be
Quiet little hotel room
Number 333

Sadness. Solitude.
Confidentially
I still can't find her
Makes me wanna flee

          silent plea

Just can't quite believe
In life after death
Even when I try
Nirvana means Extinction
Adios says I

Friar Thomas D'Aquino
Teaching in Cologne
Sophia University
Tokyo to Rome

           Roam.

It's ok that I showed
My sickness and sin
It reveals my humanity

Rabbi Nahman
Always to begin
We fight Sean Hannity

Knowledge comes
Knowledge goes
Sophia and the Lady

Episcopal
Buddhamind
The Jacksons: 1980s

             Thriller!

I've never seen a situation so miserable that a police officer couldn't make it worse.

                            - Brendan Behan

I thought I was seeking God
and truly I still am

but I was also seeking words
for instance, Alakazam

Ehyeh Asher Ehyeh
in Hebrew is the Great I Am

Do I wish God was a Beautiful Woman?
Here in Carolina I’d say, Yes, Ma’am

Most likely
Artistic immortality is the only kind
I want her to live forever
Please enter into my mind

A very gentle voice
Black her, but blue eyes
Knockin' me out with her grace
And her American thighs

Fragile, but a fighter
They say Romeo is unwise
But do not fear the reaper
He laughs even as he cries

Satellite Beach is warm
Harrisonburg is tomorrow
Her beauty in the storm
Her joy amidst the sorrow

         Mature poets steal.
     Immature poets borrow.

Americans are only 5 per cent of the world's population
But nearly 25 percent of the world's prisoners
The ocean is in motion
Bipolar elevation

San Francisco Zen Center: silent meditation
Moroccan mint tea
Fog blows through the bridge
Quixotic reputation

Istanbul at night:  dreamt of destination
Turkish coffee in London
Turkish psychiatrist in Reno
Prestidigitation

Preachin' peace and harmony, but a time for devastation
Is Batman a vigilante?
Is Catwoman a lesbian?
Jokes in the police station

                     Interrogation

if posthumous fame is a wooden spoon
still I chant her name and see Flaming June

with her too late and far too soon
a few women now know I love the moon

I drive at night to Dylan tunes
throwout ******* Trump and his goons

still remember those true Taipei typhoons
and seeing Sweden’s Viking runes

took a world history class from Dr. Yoon
nearing 50, now past high noon

pray to plant mustard seeds
before I meet my doom

I was impressed by Daniel Berrigan
Wrote him to tell him so
He kindly wrote back
Said he thought I was on a good way

Mentioned Thich Nhat Hanh
Seattle
JVC
Poems

Daniel Berrigan burned draft cards
Like the one that came for my father
Went to jail for it
Took care of AIDS patients

My dad graduated from St. Louis University
Minored in philosophy
Career in the Air Force
Retired from the Pentagon

      Fr. Berrigan lingers on

unusual coincidences, much mental illness
contemplative gaze, silence and stillness
                  The Incomprehensible

aliens/angels healed her dog
now that’s quite good

doesn’t claim to know
isn’t sure we could

              
                  but perhaps (with wonder)
                   the sky is a neighborhood

Both innocent and guilty
Both pure and a bit corrupt

Do you eat the bread?
Will you drink the offered cup?

Dinosaurs once roamed the Earth
Now we have the cars

Some scientists think water
Is to be found on Mars

Is chaos too a mystery
In this Chaos of ours?

The nightmare of our history
The glory story stars.

honesty please
to admit my mistakes

courage on my knees
since that’s what it takes

the beautiful breeze
Jordan Lake

Tolkien’s love of trees
Oxford’s beauty shakes

                         pilgrimage

Why are the right wingers now afraid of Woke?
Have they been having been dreams?
Jesus was a sailor
The racist past still screams

Richard Nixon was Paranoid
California quakes
The American Abyss
Even PhDs make mistakes

If you Wake in America
They'll try to put you back to sleep
Florida is Ignorance
The Floridians: read 'em and weep.

                         95 North!

Keep on writin'
Rockabye
It's just the way I play

An ideologue
A right wing poser
Matt Malone SJ

Basketball
Rock music
What I like in the USA

But it's ignorant
Violent
Ah! dawn goes down to day

         It surely cannot stay

If time is like an ocean
All moments come and go
Now we seek the shoreline
And now we go below
At the surface shines the sunlight
Where flying fish do leap
While on the volcanic seafloor
Lurk creatures of the Deep
We meet memories in tidal moonlight
With them we swim until the day
But the Cambrian Explosion
        Who can truly say?

Incredibly, incredibly shallow
American education

No shoes upon my feet
I stumble towards staycation

Rocky Mountain high
Eagle elevation

Step across the sand
Lonely destination

I am not an intellectual
But I have read some of their books
Never gave a lecture
I like the Baggins and the Tooks

7th grade English teacher
Asian history too
Danced in Tel Aviv
Dr. Frenkel is a Jew

1985
Florida in the sun
2009
Taipei 101

              Fo Guang Shan

          Q: little buddhist nun

It's taken me a long time to understand
How to use the psychosis

Still learning still
Conversation can be osmosis

Up on the Hill
Down the Rolling Stone

To get back the thrill
Lonesome George is Bad to the Bone

                  We are not alone.

My son perks up in DC
My sins follow me
My son salvifically
2023

So many churches on the drive
So many useless searches
San Francisco Zen
Breezes in the birches

Sanskrit and Arabic
Dreaming spires, Ancient things
DC's Chinatown
Flee all wedding rings

Sleep off the headache
Analogical obsessions
Greensboro in March
Loneliness love lessons

                 Selah.

Said Brendan Behan

letting go, but with marks of claws
         some trouble with police and laws
                     like Richard Dreyfus (in Stand By Me, not Jaws) ...

                                          close encounters:

Father Greeley was different
That is why I liked him
He took risks
He spoke out true

Chicago is winter snow
Dublin the Book of Kells
Paris Sacre Couer
Carolina sky of blue

               Y tu?

We never really reach the Other
Life is isolation
In my solitude
Anxiety medication

One man against
Go down swingin'
Satellite High School
No phones a-ringin'

Chapel of the Cross
Sleeping sacred deer
In my secret life
I whisper in her ear

In my actual life
Sick. Ill at ease
Wind upon the water
Rain upon the trees

             Please ...

I don't suffer very well
I just get panicky scared
Wish I wasn't bipolar
Dr. Frenkel truly cared

54 and falling
Still have the urge to write
Sandor Marai in San Diego
Gatsby's green light

                   Flight.

Shakespeare in the Staunton night
I-81 in snow

The Tempest on the stage
Rene Thornton years ago

The professor lived in Italy
A time or two you know

Als Ick Kan gentleman
Ay yay yay yay yo!

No lasting order
Churning, burning, Night
Boredom in the Whoredom
Go down but with a fight

Kenny Rogers on the radio
I too have a white beard
In a bar in Toledo
Not quite as I feared

Jokic plays in Denver
Rocky Mountain High
No retreat, No surrender
Quiet, Quixotic guy

Will I travel again?
Just now got no green
I drift. I drift toward death.
But I play for my team

              Go Scorps!

La Florida, the Land of Flowers
     Salvador Dali thundershowers
        Mara Lago, dead level mass cowers ...

                        The rain in Spain
                 brings my midnight train.

striped skunk or smelly onion
playful waters or destitute

Chicago could mean each of these
did the indigenous commute?

the name is still debated
the University in pursuit

of truth and beauty and Great Ideas
but Marc Cohn was my lute

I listened to him most every day
sometimes heard gunfire that did shoot

if I go back to discuss my attack
I’ll wear a sweatshirt, not a suit

The poems like a diary
This is how I am
Except that I reach out
Me, dad of Cam Cam

I read David Markson
Several thousand times
Quotes and aphorisms
Zapping my May mind

7:25
Postal work today
Longshan temple
Tenderly Taipei

Got to see Scott
Hug. Love. Love.
Once saw Angkor Wat
Her hand in my glove

Buddhist silences
Taipei trains
Colleagues who can't understand
Anna Andresian. Cameron Crane.

A deep, terrifying, lonely isolation
Welcome to the USA
Skyscrapers above the homeless
San Francisco Bay

Grateful for good food
Still can shoot the Tre
Death will be release
Released into ... Hey! Hey!

            Californ I A

He speaks to me of pergolas
A word I'd never heard

If I hit a double
I might try to steal third

Leonard Cohen late along
Hear the hummingbird

I say I'm a geek
My son says I'm a nerd

            Placements ...

Unde Malum?
Yo no se. And I never will.

Don't like David Brooks.
Don't like George F. Will.

Did like Taipei 101
Still do like it still

If she calls and says, Please come
You know I surely will.

It's unlikely that God is completely good
Unlikely that God is
I like the Unlikely
I like Hers and His

No Mass this Easter Sunday
A little Chinese food
Delicious won ton soup
I'm a won ton dude

Teenagers in the park
Smalltown, U.S.A.
I miss Sacramento, Mark
I still say xie xie

Don't like Harry Truman
Don't believe in Nukes
I'm more UNC
Gonna kick *** on Duke

I got banned from Duke
For posting against Donald Trump
She and I, Carolina shy
Thumpety thump thump thump

One night in the Carolina Inn
2 nights Boston Town
3 Nights Istanbul
4ever lost and found

         T. S. Eliot, not Ezra Pound


               Offensive Rebounds!

No one listens
But still I write

Eerie darkness
On my drive tonight

Apocalyptic
Yellow glow light

Monsters coming
Good God! The Fright!

unde malum still unknown
         tonight grateful for this home
                  David Markson my true tome ...

                      Als Ick Kan
                  (I write right on!)