Poetic Matrix Comm Page #4
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We take as a general theme:
"The role of the artist in community"
This Blue Ball
At the mouth of magnificent
pouring a rush a push forward
toward something not yet
defined indefinable joy
at the outer reaches of our
grasp balled-up energy
courses off the tips of fingertips
sparking sending lasting signals
inside deep below all layers
is a thing so full we cannot
see around nor over it all
water flows ever so there
at the mouth an efflusion
so much water tumbles
down the mountainside
touches blue water inside
Dry Salt
Dry salt upon the road
spread to take
sins of the nation away
if one walks down that road
bare feet slow deliberate
one can hear the cries
of the people along miles
and miles of asphalt hot
and tempered with our fears
one can go out and one can
come in here again all in the
same time this time we spend on
the long road goes by in a blink
of both eyes blink blink and
one can miss so much dry
salt scattered thick grit
handfuls handfuls
hard and ubiquitous
touching our feet
cleansing our lives
I Am
I am a thousand dreams
I am the contentious the rabble rouser
the rebel heart hopping a beat and a train
I am the plane that flies high
above hundreds of meadows not sure
what I'm seeing not sure of anything
I am the radio TV blaring
the i pod blackberry
computer demanding attention
I am easily distracted
I am easily diverted easily
misled distraught and bled
I am a zillion souls
waiting a zillion souls waiting
to be led to break open and free
I am me
everyone who has asked why
and everyone who refuses to ask why
I am what you think
and I am nothing what you think
at least you are thinking
I am 6000 trumpets blaring
I am the silent space pause between notes
I make silence speak like a symphony
I am one hundred thousand crying children
bellies empty wondering when
I am one hundred thousand ghosts of killing fields
wondering why that bullet that bomb
that bayonet was meant for them
I am one person
I am one person and it is a start
I am one person and it is a start
it is a start it is a start
Wish List
I want to come home to
kindness I want the edges
of things to be rounded
not so sharp not so cutting
I want the world to revolve
as it always does and to
find its way through the Universe
clear and cool in vast dark
I want to go out there and to
come back again each time
a little fuller of the things
that makes me more human
I want so many intangible
not-easy-to-touch things
but most of all on this blue
planet I want to remain
arms wide heart wide soul
wide open to things
James Downs
May & June 2006
July 4th 2006
I received this in my email today from my good friend and colleague James Downs,
he was good enough to let me reprint it here. It is important when our honor is
impugned to comeback and say what is true. To be critical, to write what it is we
see that needs redress, to follow a calling that is not down the line with what
the society claims to be right does in not in any way mean we do not have feelings
and a deep connection to the culture we find ourselves in. I applaud James for immediately
"correcting" this affront to his person. - John
On this 230th anniversary of our Independence from Britain, I had occasion for someone
to call my patriotism into question. Their offhand remark that "James doesn't seem
very patriotic, anyway" has allowed me to explore what I believe that patriotism
entails. I would like to share what I found in my heart with each of you on this
day:
- patriotism means seeing our shores for the first time and breathing a sigh of freedom
- patriotism means feeling safe and moving through life with that sense of freedom
and without fear of reprisals from your own leaders
- patriotism means watching geese fly through a sunset over our land and getting
a lump in your throat
- patriotism means being willing to protect those geese and the air they fly through
and the water and earth they land upon for they are our only geese air water
and earth
- patriotism means your heart thumping proudly as you help a homeless person on a
packed city street or volunteer at a hospital or give to human causes
- patriotism means each person is cause for your heart to reach out and love
because each is as important as all
- patriotism means being grateful a child born has a chance to be healthy and has
possibilities to grow up to his or her full potential
- patriotism means fighting for that child's health and potential by insuring them
safe families safe streets health insurance well supplied schools
and opportunities to flourish
- patriotism means being proud we live in a land of laws
- patriotism means holding each citizen to those laws fairly making sure the
greatest as well as the least follow them means that we hold tightly to the
principle that we are innocent until proven guilty not guilty until proven
innocent as was the European system we left in the 1700s
- patriotism means being aware of the possibilities in a thunderstorm as well as a
sunny day means remaining open to the possibility of wonder and joy by keeping
our eyes and our hearts propped wide open
- patriotism means being willing to risk pain and fear to get past fear
in order to live fully live authentically live
- patriotism means discerning between battles with those who have committed wrongful
acts against us and that of reckless wars of adventure for power or personal
monetary gain
- patriotism means then demanding that we stick to the first choice
- patriotism means to always vote because it is our responsibility and our right
- patriotism means making sure that all persons' vote counts not allowing one
single person to become disenfranchised for political gain
- patriotism means learning
- patriotism means always being open to learning learning about others different
than ourselves learning to work together for all the people
- patriotism means guarding our founding documents
- patriotism means guarding the rights in those documents from erosion from
exploitation through fear from plain usurpation
- patriotism means protest
- patriotism means not remaining silent when a wrong needs righting speaking
to truth holding our representatives accountable
- patriotism means risk
- patriotism means risking your freedom by going out and living your life to full
potential brave in spite of fear as an individual in a society
helping this country fill up with good
That is what is in my heart today Thank you for listening
James Downs Yosemite poet July 4, 2006
6/20/06
I received an email today from a good friend who, to date, I have met only over
the internet, Paul Dolinsky, poet, philosopher and editor of the fine Buddhist website
The Golden Lantern (see their banner link on the index page). He and I share a number
of common sources: a love of poetry; a history of philosophical study that has taken
both of us into Buddhism; a concern for the current political affairs of our community;
and the importance of joining our voices with the voices of many others so that
we might be agents for a deeper understanding of our human condition towards maintaining
this plant and the many and diverse inhabitants.
Paul sent me an address to his Blog (www.philospeak.blogspot.com), I'm still a novice
in the internet department so Blogs are still a new phenomena to me but I am interested
in any intelligent vehicle that can get a conversation going about the state of
THINGS. Paul writes about how the Republicans wrap the flag around events of the
day thereby making the event a plus for "our side". Read his Blog to get the details
of what he is driving at. He signs his piece by his blog "nom de plum" poetpaul.
On this page (Comm Page) we are looking at The role of the artist in the community
and poetpaul is taking the role of the poet to heart. Yes, the poem is the thing
and yet one's poetic sensibility is critical if we are to rearrange the furniture
in our political house and infuse our communal life with the stuff of poetry. One's
poetic sensibility does not come only with the poem but makes up the sum of one's
way of being in the world. I know poets who are highway contract inspectors, juvenal
justice lawyers, plumbers, teachers, professors, sports magazine editors, restaurateurs,
cooks, and the list goes on and on. They put their poetic sensibilities out in all
they do, not just in the poems they write, but in their concern and interaction
with juvenal offenders, with students, with the food they cook and the customers
they serve.
Poets take as a sacred task the connection of words with truth. The manipulation
of words to suit the political agenda is one things that gets poets all stirred
up and as this happens most regularly in our less than intellectual political climate
poets tend to be a bit of a radical lot, unhappy with the ruling political elite
and their pundits and the shoddy abuse of words and language in general. It does
seem important to take the poetic sensibility into that most abusive political arena
on occasion and point out the flaws and make demands that a search for the better
community run parallel with the search for truth and that a sinister manipulation
of language for political gain is anathema to these ends.
Check out poetpaul's Blog. Find others, keep the internet an active place for poetic
sensibilities, drop us a note here at the Comm Page, write a poem to the President,
to the local newspaper. Put up a billboard (well maybe), speak the truth, connect
your work to truth, smile and connect all of us to love and truth and beauty and
fill this sometimes dismal world with the stuff that makes it glow, the stuff that
lets us know that we are luminous inhabitants on this earth, us and so many more.
John Peterson, Publisher
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