visions
having heard the word from a character
and it’s important
something about young people
having then
in
time
when prophecy is elevated
and how it moves along
with
God’s direction and may we
say
revelation
for it sounds like magic
like
mischief
like things no one should get paid for
that is not a regular
job
and how might mystics earn their living
anyway
out of a ring by patronage
I guess
provision of a family or other non-
profit
providing of a cave
outside of
town
somehow
funding
the anchorite approach
then do we take away the prophecies
relegate them to
extremes
that are unhealthy for the nine-
to-five of us
the sort
that earns and so can buy and own one’s breath
not saintly but
with
the relief of practicality
so no visions
thank you
or the crusades that follow
if
believed
dream on your own
in
your own time
and
don’t get paid
or expect encouragement even when
we need you
for
our work and then the way
we play
so come work
come play
with
the skeptics
maybe
spend time with Julian
and the cat
maybe when no one else is looking or the rumors
heard
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In the last days, God says,
I will pour out my Spirit on all people.
Your sons and daughters will prophesy.
Your young will see visions.
Your elders will dream dreams.
Acts 2:17 (citing Joel)
Common English Bible
photo by Joshua Jordan on Unsplash
(x = space)
x
x
two poems for young people
x
x
Youth
x
They (you) look so young
Not like those near altars
Of antiquity
Who are forever beautiful
But cannot move
x
These might be cared for carefully
That youth might be preserved
Youth cannot be preserved
x
Youth might invest their own
(your own)
So that the coming days
Are rich
With age and wisdom,
Maybe things put by
x
But (you) run without avarice
Or even long ambition
Become parts of a transitory mural
That is bright
All colors
Shapes
At least three dimensions,
Which will have no museum
Save in memory
x
x
Locksmithing
x
Who holds the keys?
Why are there keys?
Why are their locks?
What is kept?
What must be freed
Up with which
From being locked?
x
Behind the door
Once opened
Nothing might be withheld
But secrets of the arrogance
The avarice in
Withholding
Private parties
Boring,
Frightening without joy
From the absconded powerful
x
There might be secrets
For the young to own
(they, you
should have mentors)
If taught or teach themselves
(yourselves)
How to
Break out
x
This is the story
Of the end of age’s
Generation
The beginning of another
An ownership
That could calcify
So-called in privilege
Or turn around
Turn everything around
Toward all the growth
In revelation
And unwithheld resources
For life
With invention
Food, that is, and challenge
x
Keeping democracy
(boo say some, but)
We need it
x
x
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x
x
Burned Out at the Salton Sea
Photo by Tina Rataj-Berard on Unsplash
x
(x = space)
x
x
Do Not Be Kept by Flowered Fields
(from a teacher)
x
Hump day, Amanda
Be nice, learners
Work and play with
Discipline and health
Do not rush to poppies
Or what might become
Another monument
We need you,
The young,
So much
On Wednesday
And for all the other days
You are so much more important
Than entities named
For exhausted gods
Than entities
At all
x
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x
x
Photo by Malik Skydsgaard on Unsplash
x
(x = space)
x
x
These are haiku. I understand that haiku go untitled. Maybe the series itself could be considered “The Modern Theban Riddle.”
x
x
[haiku on old]
x
I rock without a
chair and dream of golden age
when I’m nearing done
x
x
[haiku on youth]
x
I am new to Earth
and of my own volition
prizes on the way
x
x
[haiku on middle age]
x
they are on either
side, and I don’t know my own
inside anymore
x
x
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x
x
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