Monday, 1 March 2021

March 2021

 
Dance Me To The End Of Love



















Monday March 01, 2021
While stepping through space
with his Argentinian 
partner years ago,
he whispered into her ear:
"Dance me to the end of love."

Tuesday March 02, 2021
At three thirty three
in the morning he woke up
and was kindly told
to obey the great silence.
He knew what he had to do.

Wednesday March 03, 2021
She's the real ideal.
Knowing that she lives, and moves,
and has her being
in the Being of beings
is more than enough for him. 

Thursday March 04, 2021
He loves as if he
won't ever love another.
Who, what, when, where, why
and how is incidental
to this divine directive. 

Friday March 05, 2021
The retirement
marked the formal beginning
of his transition
from technical writing to 
technical analysis.

Saturday March 06, 2021
Now that the word is
out: there's no turning the world
back to the time when
he did not know that fate is
the weight of circumstances.

Sunday March 07, 2021
Let them devour
one another in the name
of liberation.
Those left after the carnage
will flee once they see the light. 

Monday March 08, 2021
And this man began
to call upon the Lord’s name
unlike those before.
Enos was the son of Seth,
who was Adam’s second son. 

Tuesday March 09, 2021
This is what he gets
for playing both fast and loose
with Jung’s libido. 
Deadening distractions are
rearing their repulsive heads.

Wednesday March 10, 2021
How weary he is
of becoming a reader.
Whacking the waka
is his hermitic practice,
and his old novice master.

Thursday March 11, 2021
It might be one more
year before he's finally free
from giving support. 
At this point he is unsure
how much resistance he'll get. 

Friday March 12, 2021
“There’s only one book
worth reading: that’s the Bible.
And the Bible says:
Help your friends” (at least this is
Ray LaFleur’s hermeneutic).

Saturday March 13, 2021
It can't be conveyed
to anyone by any
means available
under any conditions
or any circumstances.

Sunday March 14, 2021
Using the language
tools available leaves him
lost in translation.
Living the rest of his life
in this way is damnation. 

Monday March 15, 2021
Academia
no longer holds his interest. 
His contribution
was only pedagogic,
and in no way scholarly. 

Tuesday March 16, 2021
His cell keeps getting
smaller with each passing move. 
Ten times in ten years.
He won’t ever find a space
that is small enough for him. 

Wednesday March 17, 2021
His roots begin in 
the island of Ireland,
the “Rebel County”
of his ancient ancestors. 
Collins is one of his own.

Thursday March 18, 2021
Many a Heli
appeared during his lifetime
to give direction
when it was necessary. 
Where would he be without them? 

Friday March 19, 2021
He has an ideal
that’s the result of living
more than long enough. 
And it is becoming real
right before his very eyes. 

Saturday March 20, 2021
What is day trading?
It's the daily study of
mass psychology
produced by buyers, sellers,
and those who cannot decide. 

Sunday March 21, 2021
The rest of the week
prepares him for what happens
on the day of rest:
the nothing nothings nowhere
(Heideggerese, if you please).

Monday March 22, 2021
The core strategy
is merely one of many
methods used to time
massive psychological
market consumption patterns. 

Tuesday March 23, 2021
He tried not writing
on a regular basis
for three months last year.
It was virtual silence,
just like he vowed long ago. 

Wednesday March 24, 2021
His own system works, 
until it doesn’t due to
apophatic facts
beyond his conscious control. 
There is nothing to manage. 

Thursday March 25, 2021
Every time he tries
to open up and reply
they drop off like flies
one by one until he stops 
trying to be what he’s not. 

Friday March 26, 2021
He would not have known
that the St. Patrick's Day sale
was almost over
had he not listened to the
Red Bull of Peak Capital. 

Saturday March 27, 2021
He's blown wide open
as he perceives the future
set out before him.
He was so diffident then.
It’s not so difficult now. 

Sunday March 28, 2021
Who is interested?
What is the point of this pin?
When will he resist? 
Where is he going with this?
Why not just cease and desist?

Monday March 29, 2021
Questions and answers
completely unexpected!
God Bless Saint Bruno:
the monk and the master of 
the Carthusian order. 

Tuesday March 30, 2021
His mourning routine
is now finally established
after many years
of learning to live, and move,
and have his being in Him. 

Wednesday March 31, 2021
After the Open 
closes for him he returns
to his daily lot.
This too shall surely pass in
the not too distant future.

I Dreamt Of A Woman

Statuesque Fragility


















I dreamt of a woman
who I saw naked,
but not with the naked eye.
I have seen Medusas
dressed to kill me
(unsuccessfully)
with their stilettoed knives
strutting out from underneath
their dull pencil skirts.
As my eye spied 
in their house of love,
I longed for the nakedly real
this woman made me feel,
so much more than those 
lazy landed lovers 
desiring to swim within 
the frozen pools
of my unattainable eyes.

I dreamt of a woman
who could swim
late at night under
the temptest theater lights
in her swoon shaped pool,
as her sailing suited suitors 
untied themselves
from their masts (at last),
howling at the moon 
for her full fathom five,
six, seven, eight ...
sinking down for the count
they lie, below her 
moist surface tension: 
staring them blind.

I dreamt of a woman
who had a story to tell,
of what it took to sell
her statuesque fragility
to those rich enough 
to know better: 
she could be neither
sought, caught, nor bought. 
They remain her bottom
feeders, eating the
Nymphaeaceae
of this thoroughly
unreachable creature. 

Sources
Anaïs Nin. A Spy In The House Of Love. Penguin, 1973.
Jackson Pollock. Full Fathom Five, 1947. MoMA.