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...and they lived happily ever after. Smith & Lady: poets, artists, photographers & adventurers.
Our relationship was forged to the soundtrack of Yoko Ono's magic,
frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )
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Archive for the ‘ladymemoir’ Category
Friday, July 6th, 2018
A delirium of talk
from my head to my heart
tight burn hollows of shoulders
dog breath, a panicked cat
bird in the throat
bird in the ear
bird in the eyes
bird brain
Friday night
~ Lady
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Saturday, March 24th, 2018
Sun Ra
1
My brother, a man of few words
goes across the street to pick up
a Mexican lunch and after he’s full
he gives me his bag of
leftover fresh tortilla chips
a kind of intimacy
2
Tetras – their movement’s squared off into binary digits
flicking 90 degrees like an object suddenly stimulated in a child’s mobile
half of them draw straight lines one tetra length long
various vectors and tangled orthogonalities
They cloud in their favorite spot, the hollow on the right side of the tank
between the lake rocks and the bookcase
The ones on the edge more quick, shooting long tangents,
unsure what they define
and when they thin they scatter
the cloud loses its mind
When a tetra’s alone, it’s adrift
without the ballast and balance
of its companions
The reflection
from the fishtank’s bubbler
goes up at the same rate
looping like contained
stars on a strip
of quicksilver
3
Lyle Lovette says
stars shine on water
sun burns on sand
4
Jupiter is rising
in the ring of Saturn
to celebrate the equivalence
of the days forthcoming
Polly want a polysaccharide?
5
Staircase at night
Low piano note
Comfortable noir
6
I’m going to get a beer
husband goes off to urinate
we’re a pair
The romance of
cyborg man and
atomic eye woman–
the title of our
next book
“When the rising sun
hits the army tents it’s a tent, son,”
he says, then, “s’n will be gone
before eight”
I say, “Astute observations for hire”
He says, “Call me Am….. Astute Man”
then “I was born on the border of
Tolerance and Intolerance,
Texas.”
7
Were my face an owl
thought not thought but
regard for thock of my
feeling, a mirror bent
down from a tree
undersea
being
8
I’d be a
calm caravan
plodding crucible of mothered feet,
shadow liquid in its shifting
under witnessing stars
Retiform filter
gold sifting loaded loam
easy, like a cold ripening apple
thinking about the sun
in the night
~ Lady
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Thursday, June 11th, 2015
Whim steps to garden path
Growth loads jewelweed’s spring
Wood’s xylem shades us
~ Lady
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Thursday, June 4th, 2015
A kneeling person
in a sunken cathedral
haloed by the universe’s concern
like an x marks the spot
Christ on the cross
Knights playing lofty
games of giant chess on the
battlefield of conflicting ideals,
honor and secrets
Live and love
persistent flapping prayer flags,
a Buddhist monk flying, an asexual actor
trailing through bowing flowers kissed by
pursed lips of blowing wind
hugging flow xoxo
Women, too, claiming stakes
not only moon, but sun, too
~ Lady
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Saturday, May 30th, 2015
Ancestors
of part of an agrarian past
holding baskets of now
heirloom produce–
the tomato
and smiling forever
Or in tall, dignified finery
in an ancient hall, kind of slow
and lacking in color
Or in an exhale
let into relaxed
and painless air
sans worry
And there’s us
too often with our calculators
days locked inside brains
Or better sometimes, looking
and listening
All of it, living and past–
Connected
to everything on the backdrop
of the cosmos – deeper and deeper
starry mirror
Us
clumping together
bits of moving dust
in sentient host
~ Lady
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Thursday, May 21st, 2015
Gracias
Roses spilling blooming fountains
blossoming from hand, ribbons dangling down
tokens appreciating life during rites
of life
Where did roses come from? How is it
they are so beautiful, so cultivated?
Did The Universe know they would be
prized and make them, these queens
of flowers?
Or is it just that we decided–an elevation
of taste like chrysanthemums
in Asia?
Birds sing signalling redemption,
this new day, this new season
deliveries of fresh dawns
relentless freshness
And their lungs,
so many varied synrinx whistles
warbling signature songs through
music box throats–
What shape the key but
a kind of sheer permeating cheer?
~ Lady
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Saturday, May 16th, 2015
Hinted reality
ancient spirit, ancestor breath
grazing flowers, batting lightly,
sighing with memories
Petal confetti, celebratory leaves
marking sloughs of years, one’s
perennialism hastening and plumping,
bruising and shrinking, crinkling to paper,
eaten by the reach of ground and
hunkering into dormancy, germ
starting over again
~ Lady
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Monday, May 11th, 2015
Thuvian throatsong, patter of Cherokee drums,
congregation of tents, comfortable nests of campfire
communities, dogs settled in the dirt thumping tails
once in a while, watching, trusting, us on our beat-up
old couch surrounded by third floor art–so many centers
of the world in their own sweet ways
so thankful
~ Lady
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Friday, May 8th, 2015
Held on a leash in life’s lease,
the buttresses of relaxation we hurriedly make
outside bookends of workdays for the great big
blue-green-tan-white panorama
of Nature
Beneath sky blue or
the wrinkled brow of clouds’ introspection
I want to walk, walk in and under and marvel
on this marble of planet
Longer stays in the knit of what matters
Idylls of Heaven on Earth
and Heaven in Heaven
~ Lady
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Thursday, April 30th, 2015
Be fain to leap
from comfortable sludge
of warm pajamas to gymnopédies
of beginner’s mind like a monk taking
three breaths, saying a gatha,
and getting out of bed
A long draught of water
fresh as the splash of a harp,
clean cotton, naked feet on the floor,
koto music and meditation,
sunrise Éthiopiques for
the new day
~ Lady
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