Showing posts with label Ocellus Reseau. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ocellus Reseau. Show all posts
Monday, July 8, 2013
Are You Tired of Hanging Out with the High-minded & Moral? Then Come to the Other Rooms Reading, 7/21..STARRING Sapphire!
Many apologies to the great Sapphire, poet and genius and moralist and probably the most fun of the lot. Certainly the prettiest.
Them's what I had in mind when writing that title are the two Other Rooms Press instigators, Ed Go and Mike Whalen. Indeed I suspect they left me as the last reader because they figured I'd be so wearied by that point, in the afternoon, I'd buy them a drink. Nice try.
Melissa Christine Goodrum is the editor of The Or Panthology: Ocellus Reseau, which this reading celebrates. We like her. Please join us, SUNDAY, July 21, at t.b.d. bar, 224 Franklin Street in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.
Monday, June 17, 2013
Era of the There: when dragons were mapped & Great Goddess had mercy (a poem)
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| Arhats (holy men) Ding Yunpeng. Ming dynasty, 1368 – 1644 B.C.E. Shanghai Museum |
One day you stepped off
an edge.
Dragons nipped your toes.
Which grew back.
Those were different
times.
Your daughter sailed
toward There.
She puzzled.
You know how it blushes
at
end of light?
Feet flip flopped a
cover-
let over turtle-back and
loam.
Stilt birds strutted.
You serenaded valleys
lying
long on their backs, hands
long on their backs, hands
behind head making of
clover-
arms foothills.
Those were different
times.
As far as eye could see
greeny willow-leaning and
un-ladle-able soup of alligator-scale.
un-ladle-able soup of alligator-scale.
Paddle too far and
be — like that!
in an instant! all of
you! in a gullet
gulped
gone — gracefully —
to not forever flail in the
dark
coppery cauldron of
mystery.
Oh, even then Great Goddess had
mercy on our miserable lives.
Oh, even then Great Goddess had
mercy on our miserable lives.
[by Sarah Sarai] [published in Ocellus Reseau: The OR Panthology, 2013] [thanks to Other Rooms Press]
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