"weimar" poems
I have long sought quiet.
And please, let me be clear: quiet.
Not the quietus Hamlet desired,
No “consummation devoutly to be wished” for me.
No, with or without a bare bayonet,
UNBEINGNESS is hardly what I seek.
It is not the predicament of death,
But the quiet spectacle of the grave I envy.
Originally a city mouse,
I am familiar with the urban soundscape.
I know city noise, amped up in decibels.
Noise-induced stress, shrill and enervating,
Add to the mix a working-class neighborhood,
Where someone is always hammering,
Using a power tool of some kind,
Repairing, improving an older, somewhat decrepit home;
But a steal as the realtors say.
Or vehicles, like Old Havana relics,
Held together by secular prayer,
And thriving underground Cuban capitalism.
Then just for fun: *"Let’s send the son of a ***** to war."*
Tympanic membranes be wary and be ******
Stretched and perforated,
Compressed and torn,
Shredded like wheat.
Pummeled by shock wave.
I was Lear wandering the heath,
Your ass-cheeks cracked:
*“Cataracts and hurricanes . . .
Oak-cleaving thunderbolts . . .
Sulphurour and thought-executing fires . . .
Singe my white head!”*
Cue Cabaret music (Cabaret (1972) - IMDb www.imdb.com/title/tt0068327): “Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome . . . to Indochine,”
First a Weimar-Saigon suckee-fuckee,
Then out to *The ****
Mind-numbing concussion,
Reek of jellied gasoline,
Charred meat,
Assorted red entrails,
Obliteration of thought complete.
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
why my poetry is as if a heilig schrein?
teutonisch schwarz auf weiß -
kreuz imitieren zunge -
Preußen war etabliert pre Weimar:
verloren ein Verstand mit Jagiełło;
die punkt auf sein?! nichts zu hinz,
unless electorate Hector
and that Trojan vigil to mind,
with aviation of Ottomans deciphering
the gallop and sneeze of the Arab breed -
more racehorse and less dummy of carpenters'
excess.
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC
sometimes i feel like i am in the midwest
sitting in queens
dyslexic
listening to Jessye Norman (who listens to her anymore)
sometimes i am flying over the sea
algae deep,
crashing mountains, ocean green
its the same every night when you are not here
i get home
do dishes
heat rice and dahl
open a beer
wait, wait, something on the weimar republic is on tonight
that's not new
the same questions
why the jews
how could so many
die in broad day light
while He walked the earth?
biblical tales that still
need interpretation
who is the weaker of the two
before now or after?
Jessye now sings Samson and Delilah,
the announcer announces
the singer sings,
"my heart opens to your voice like a flower
my dearest let your loving words dry my tears
tell me you are returning to Delilah
repeat the vows you made long ago
the vows i used to believe in"
the vows of heaven on earth?
the vows of justice?
who stands to inherit the earth ... the meek?
c'mon!
by G-d she could sing
Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 1:25 AM UTC
“She cannot live forever!”
We told each other more than once.
Still, she had all the Deutschmarks
and to her I was a dunce..
My wife and I were servant/slaves
to her every wish and whim.
It was just after the Armistice
that she ”allowed” us move in.
Germany was a hungry place
As Weimar came into being
What happened after Wilhelm fled,
few could claim to have foreseen.
No, she never spoiled us,
her grandson and his mate.
I cut wood, my wife drew water
For that shriveled old ingrate.
Other than a pittance
and an attic bed of straw
she gave neither thanks nor praise
to her only heirs at law.
Thank Gott, the morning finally dawned
we didn’t hear her ring her bell.
In sleep she had departed
to Heaven or , likely, Hell.
We hugged each other gleefully.
Our servitude was done.
We were rich with Deutschmarks!
The year was Nineteen twenty one.
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 11:33 AM UTC
Your impulses are generous, kind and pure-
But impose costs on us we can’t endure.
One point three trillion spent each year, tis said,
to keep our current poor in their own beds.
America has debt related worries
While social engineers break out new Mores.
Recent Grads despair of their careers
and student loans are going in arrears.
Priests, Teachers and the Boy Scouts, rank and file,
Apparently are staffed with pedophiles.
Socialism’s great and life is sunny-
until you run out of other people’s money.
Oct 19, 2012
Oct 19, 2012 at 7:29 AM UTC
This migrant children concentration camp crisis has turned me into a liberal!
More than 2, 300 children who were separated from their parents while crossing the Southwest border in recent weeks are fanned out across the United States, in shelters and other temporary housing originally intended for minors who attempted to come into the United States without an adult. The Department of Health and Human Services oversees an estimated 100 shelters in 17 states.
This is horrible. Trump is a literal ****** and the republicans are the neo-nazis that America always feared would entrench upon its sacred constitution that is to be replaced by Pro-White ******* Ermächtigungsgesetz - a 2019 Weimar Constitution amendment that gave the Trump Cabinet—in effect, Chancellor Adolf Donald Trump —the power to enact laws without the involvement of the non-whites.
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 8:11 PM UTC