The Always List

GouletGoulet Posts: 918
edited November 2003 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Sexy looks from strangers
Smiling eyes
Overcast, cool, dreary fall afternoons
Musical instruments
Frank O'Hara's poem 'As Planned'
A.R. Ammons poetry
Bob Dylan
Warm hugs
Cold blankets at night
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  • coleencoleen Posts: 938
    i've had a bit of a soft spot for the o'hara poem myself but i had never read ammons before . thank you for sharing him.

    i've only read a few so far but i can't believe i had nearly missed such a brilliant writer. so far of what i've had a chance to read, i'm absolutely over the moon for 'hymn' :)
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    wine might make a better substitute for Vodka although potatoes are very good too. best spirit as far as im concerned.
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    Wow. its small yet it grows so big...

    HIM - Ammons I mean Hymn

    I know if I find you I will have to leave the earth
    and go on out over the sea marshes and the brant in bays
    and over the hills of tall hickory
    and over the crater lakes and canyons
    and on up through the spheres of diminishing air
    past the blackset noctilucent clouds
    where one wants to stop and look
    way past all the light diffusions and bombardments
    up farther than the loss of sight
    into the unseasonal undifferentiated empty stark

    And I know if I find you I will have to stay with the earth inspecting with thin tools and ground eyes
    trusting the microvilli sporangia and simplest
    coelenterates
    and praying for a nerve cell
    with all the soul of my chemical reactions
    and going right on down where the eye sees only traces

    You are everywhere partial and entire
    You are on the inside of everything and on the outside


    I walk down the path down the hill where the sweetgum
    has begun to ooze spring sap at the cut
    and I see how the bark cracks and winds like no other bark
    chasmal to my ant-soul running up and down
    and if I find you I must go out deep into your
    far resolutions
    and if I find you I must stay here with the separate leaves
  • BhagavadGitaBhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    reminds me of a man i meant on the other side of a
    rather
    harry potter gate.

    it felt like flying to me.





























































    i haven't been able to touch the ground since.
  • After the first glass of vodka
    you can accept just about anything
    of life even your own mysteriousness
    you think it is nice that a box
    of matches is purple and brown and is called
    La Petite and comes from Sweden
    for they are words that you know and that
    is all you know words not their feelings
    or what they mean and you write because
    you know them not because you understand them
    because you don't you are stupid and lazy
    and will never be great but you do
    what you know because what else is there?




















































    do bring the big blue marble with you
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