To repeat, far from creating myths,
Historical events end
By being absorbed into mythical categories.

                         - Mircea Eliade
                            "Shamanism"

I can put it behind me
My so called life
Sleeping late and long
Sleeping through the strife

Santa Rosa son
Sacramento Mark
Strange things happen
When the sky goes dark

Depression is a *****
So is my wife
If only I could switch
But I'm in Bipolar Park

Time tick tocks
Libraries so quiet
Absurd, yes absurd
I do not deny it

Camus. JMU. 'tis true.

...........Waiting for Godot..............
    He never arrives I know
   But beauty bridge in Dublin

                      snow

All things pass away
Very sad, very true
Gone tomorrow, here today
Doo wah diddy do

Kiss her once for me
Whisper something blue
Lost love
Then JMU

                    Camus

Albert Camus at JMU
        The Plague
        The Rebel

19 years old
     Camus
       JMU

I dreamed that I was Joan of Arc
My sword, my lance, my steed
My enemy arrayed against
His corruption stank like greed

I sallied forth alone
I suffered many a blow
I shouted, Long live France!
I scrambled in Seattle snow

                   Absurd! I know.

I'm kinda ridiculous
And I know it
But I fight on
Persist

Alan and Michelle good to me
Her smile
Her dress
Corsage on her wrist

                   I wish ....

Avoid the company of women.

What if one of them should speak to us?

Remain very awake, Ananda.

Avoid the company of women.

What if one of them should speak to us?

Remain very awake, Ananda.

Avoid the company of women.

What if one of them should speak to us?

Remain very awake, Ananda.

It's meaningless and i know it
But i'm only 51

How many more moons
Until i'm forever done?

I like exoplanets
I like Trappist 1

Many many tears
Just a little fun

my darling sons

No one important
miserable marriage
           sigh

I don't think I could do press conferences
Or television cameras
Or interviews with journalists
Or the Noble Prize

I got 3 rooms plus a bathroom
A 2011 used Toyota Camry
2 basketballs
Irish eyes

Bobby and Alicia
Doon and Lina
Soren and Regine
Gandalf the Wise

Sad
Lonely
Bipolar
Abused

     But I still tries.

The isolation is intense at times
Sylvia Plath called it a Bell Jar
My boring day to day
My mind foreign far

Death will be release
Every cut leaves a scar
Pythagoras of Samos in Greece
Azul y Verde El Mar

          My little Japanese car

Bernini walked to the Gesu to pray every evening for forty years.

Socrates was physically ugly
But he had logos in his soul
Twisted Sister on my stereo
A little Rock N' Roll

We're not gonna take it
Gonna Overthrow
Chinese scholar's garden
Portland, progress, Poe

2/3s of Springsteen's fans
Europe, not the USA
Stockholm in the summer
Bangkok y Taipei

Mr. David Markson
Gonna do you right
Guanajuato, Mexico
The Guardian in the Night

                   Warning!

Socrates was physically ugly
But he had logos in his soul
Twisted Sister on my stereo
A little Rock N' Roll

We're not gonna take it
Gonna Overthrow
Chinese scholar's garden
Portland, progress, Poe

2/3s of Springsteen's fans
Europe, not the USA
Stockholm in the summer
Bangkok y Taipei

Mr. David Markson
Gonna do you right
Guanajuato, Mexico
The Guardian in the Night

                   Warning!

Right, Ishmael Chambers?

Ishmael Chambers.
Snow Falling on Cedars.

More than 60 percent
Of people in the United States
Have not read a book
From beginning to end
Since adolescence.

                 If then.

Wonder ye then at the fiery Trump?

There are three things all men fear:

A night with no moon
The sea in a storm
And the sudden anger
Of a gentle man.

It seems to me that if we spend our lives writing poetry, we should try to write great poetry. Poetry that endures.

And if we try to do that, we can be sure of two things:

We shall most likely fail.

If we succeed, we shall never know it.

If we are to spend our lives writing poetry
Then it seems to me
We ought to try to write great poetry,
Poetry that endures.

And if we endeavor to do that
We can be certain of two things:

1. We shall most likely fail.

2. If we succeed, we will never know it.

There's no answer.
There never was an answer.
There ain't gonna be an answer.


                   That's the answer.

There ain't no Answer
There never was an Answer
There ain't gonna be no Answer

                That's the Answer. :)

When God wanted
To make a basketball player
He just carved out Chris Mullin
And said:

              Now here's a Player!

Bipolar disorder is good for society.
It's the way society creates new things,
especially new music, poetry, and art.

But it's bad for the person who has it,
which is why so many of them **** themselves.

Hermits are part of society in China
A very important part
They help people.

Hermits in America are misanthropes.

The Daoist hermits
Leave behind
A couple poems
Maybe a recipe or two ...


And then they vanish.


Finding Them Gone.

In the Chinese tradition
You can get the Masters Degree
In a monastery
But if you want the PhD in spirituality
You have to go live alone in the mountains.

Vive La France!

Challenges David Markson.

During the Civil War, the King of Thailand wrote Abraham Lincoln and offered to send elephants to help the Union fight.

And a poem a day.

Which I used to teach a poem a day.
For many years.

Thank you, Jill Caradine.

They were overjoyed when the first plane hit the building, so I said to them: Be patient.

I'm readin' about Berlin in ancient times
They're eatin' sausage, drinkin' beer
I'm comin' up behind
A-whisperin' in her ear

I'm in the crowded hospital
Anxiety and fear
I'm at the Dylan show
Ain't Talkin' to you, my dear

I'm 12 years old
Hoopin' with Mike and Mark
She is Sweet 16
You shoulda seen the spark

I'm 37 now
The birth of Quinlin Jai
I'm gonna die and be forgotten
But still I gotta try

                 Ay! Ay! Ay!

I'm readin' about Berlin in ancient times
They're eatin' sausage, drinkin' beer
I'm comin' up behind
A-whisperin' in her ear

I'm in the crowded hospital
Anxiety and fear
I'm at the Dylan show
Ain't Talkin' to you, my dear

I'm 12 years old
Hoopin' with Mike and Mark
She is Sweet 16
You shoulda seen the spark

I'm 37 now
The birth of Quinlin Jai
I'm gonna die and be forgotten
But still I gotta try

                 Ay! Ay! Ay!

Art museum today
She speaks of India
Me Thailand

Exhibit on the way
Shiva. Dragon. Lotus.

The historical Buddha
Was a little man
Quiet. You wouldn't even notice.

But when the time does come
Dharma Wheel to spin

Dear deer all appear
Now shall we begin?

Buddha. Shiva.
Lotus. Dragon.

John Brown plotting
St. John who writes

Buddha. Shiva.
Lotus. Dragon.

Celtic Cross
I set my sites.

     Twilight.