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thought lung #10 – streamflow

dome and oculus

a dome

proportioned on a sphere

built of advanced concrete

in layers and sections lighter and lighter as it rises

across 150 roman feet of diameter

142 english feet of width

43.3 meters of height

across almost 2000 years of time

as they looked upon their schemes and plans of the pantheon

hear their human wonderment, their questions, their voices still –

how shall it span? how shall we support this? how to carry that load?

hear the loud voices that speak first –

there shall be one perfect column in the center

with one perfect corinthian capitol at the top

to honor a singular perfection

hear the questions soon arriving –

but we are not here designing a tent for one

and why a corinthian capitol?

what’s the matter with a doric, or an ionic one?

and why just one column, just in the center?

hear the solution arising and speaking up –

why not, where the span is furthest and therefore heaviest

an opening

for all the gods above

 

dome and oculus

 

authoritarian

do you not understand?

there’s no column of you at the center

to carry the load

but an opening

to the sky above

insects and birds flying

in

sunlight and shadows arcing

in

the wind, the rain, the snow, the fog

and cold and hot and shiver and sweat

every dawn, every day, every twilight, every night

in

smell, taste, touch, sights, sounds, thoughts

changes growth movement flow

in

another voice, another life, another prayer, another day

another fate

in

there’s more than one in the set

[        ]and[        ]

there’s more than one set

authoritarian

there’s no self in the center

it’s a free spanning dome

open to the sky above

to the higher levels than just

[you]

high and tripping on power all day

no wonder you feel like you’re being replaced

not above but traveling through

under the hiawatha overpass

it’s shadows get crowded on franklin avenue

for years i’ve traveled this street

back and forth and to and from to see

tents and faces coming and going

i see the shooting up and smoking

fentanyl cheap and plentiful

vehicles delivering substances, vehicles delivering food and water

humans getting high, humans bent down in suffering

humans helping each other, humans feeding one another

what’s happening here touching everyone who sees

sun keeps rising, sun keeps setting

as the kids in peavey park just keep playing

medians now islands ringed in chain link

cops come in waves and city keeps sweeping

but what’s happening takes more than cleaning

arrive at work and pretend i didn’t just see this

head home and post on social media

pictures of some other world completely

and it gets to me, it gets to me

how can i share this story and stop pretending

stop looking away as if i can roll past this

as if i wasn’t right here in this

not above but traveling through

my face too on franklin avenue

problem is no picture captures this humanity

i know no frame of mine is worthy

of all the pain, of all the beauty

so i try to put into words what i’m seeing but

these words are just another human story in the shadows

crowded under the overpass trying to get to ______

full blue sky

Version 4

riverside

excited to announce

on this day 11/26/22

my first published work

riverside

has been released

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or for lots more amazing works

by many other amazing artists

all to help end food insecurity

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breath is present

news is flashing

breath is present

thought is spinning

breath is present

news flashes rolls scrolls

thoughts spin trip loop

about a moment, a memory, a worry

miles away, decades ago, days from now

inches away, hours from now, minutes ago

where is strength

to be right here

to deal, to see, to feel, to hear

without fear

for a space, a small place of mental calm

for human clarity in our human calamity

next breath

is right now

is right here

in now

out now

let thought come

let thought go

thoughts and thinking

now and present

breaths and breathing

deep and peaceful

 

 

free living cut

once living, once dead, once buried

once cycled

through a billion year’s pressure

down, into earth’s glowing heat

up, into cooling plate crust

chiseled out from kimberlite surrounding

cut and polish and carat’s pricing

armored display cases, global advertising

finally, shining, in a diamond

human, even brighter than all of that

is voting, being, loving, breathing

living freely

not made entirely of carbon

light flashing off the river through closed eyes

IMG_6472

 

along the mississippi in minneapolis what i see is

bald eagles, gold eagles, buteos, falcons and crows

along the mississippi in minneapolis

mallards, wood ducks, woodpeckers, geese, sand pipers, blue herons

the song birds chorusing

over I-94 freeway’s hum

along the mississippi in minneapolis turtles, bass, carp and beavers

squirrels searching, dragon flies patrolling

along the mississippi in minneapolis in the summer

laughing, wading, and fishing

jogging, walking, biking, rolling

moving and breathing and flowing

canoes, kayakers, u of m row team rowing

motor boats towing

along the mississippi in minneapolis morning air pressing cold and heavy

against warm river surface rippling and getting misty

along the mississippi in minneapolis watching the sun rise

a hazy wildfire smoke in my lungs

watching the sun set

a melting orange hot sherbet sun

as sierra and cascade forests burn, as refrigerators and a.c.’s run

along the mississippi in minneapolis wind coming, better head in

shelf clouds, lightning, bow echoes, fog and pouring rain

frigid northern winds blowing snow across the ice

that spring cracks open again

along the mississippi in minneapolis in the winter

boot and paw prints frozen into shoreline

cross country ski marks up an incline

along the mississippi in minneapolis what i see is

autumn and i’m caught waiting for something profound

but the leaves keep falling down down down

green yellow gold red brown

along the mississippi in minneapolis plastic trash, plastic, trash

bits, pieces, chunks, shards, strands

beer cans and bottles and ripped hoodies covered in sand

along the mississippi in minneapolis beach encampments abandoned

made of blankets and sleeping bags hanging from branches

the person long gone but a human presence remaining

homeless on this beach, human what did you see

i hope you see what i see, the beauty

fire blankets for the general sherman

 

dome of life

please yes restore us

get us breathing with you

or there’s nothing for us

how we humans toil and roil, burn and boil

while giant sequoia trees just trying to breathe

gigantic thousand year old beings

and the earth just spinning, spinning, spinning

 

we can’t bear this dome of life

with a foundation of low wage misery

we won’t bear this dome of life

with self-as-center posts and beams

we’ll never bear this dome of life

when human suffering’s heavier than gravity

 

as every day the earth keeps spinning like

humans, get the job done

if you can’t there’s gonna be a problem

 

it’s just that we figured it out

we already know

how this atmospheric shelter above us glows and grows

solar, hydrous, terranean, gaseous

lattice of the living, bio-crystalline

pushing back, protecting us

from frigid interstellar darkness

what’s the use saying fuck this, we out

searching for a planet b that hasn’t been found

on a spaceship that hasn’t been built

like an excuse for the earth we killed

no use pretending ignorance about why the blue sky’s blue

as if we’re all dumb beasts slobbering helpless at the feast

blaming mother nature for our dis-ease

 

as every hour the earth keeps spinning like

humans, what’s the problem?

nature’s gonna find someone else if you can’t get the job done

 

every moment every living being

bears the weight and creates the dome of life

we humanity can be the dominant apex species

the boss, the manager, an architect, a protector

the farmer, the shepherd

or humanity can be just another life form laid to rest

we came, we went, it was sorta fun, the end

but humanity cannot be both a savior and a failure

trying to save ourselves by failing everything else

like a parasite asking it’s host “hey you ok with dying?”

 

“i am the most powerful, intelligent species, made in the image of god

i have providence and dominion over all the earth has to offer

all the flora, all the fauna

i will plow and dig and cut and burn and stake and take what is mine at will and…

oh oh, but wait, wait, i’m supposed to handle

decisions, responsibilities and management like the top species granted dominion?

no no, remember, i’m just a dumb animal, a poor helpless beast

can’t think, nothing but instinct, not my job, don’t ask me, i lost the keys”

 

i own a car, my freakin’ lights work

every day this writer lives with, works with, uses, employs hydrocarbons

i’m human, most definitely not perfect

but is the future really to be found in regression and aversion

living perfectly in a cave with nothing

like some holier-than-thou judgement

demanding others change their lives

before they’ve even changed their minds

or opening views that are frozen and closed in

raging with blame, or engaging them to change

hey, you’re the captain, are you ok with sinking?

 

as every minute the earth keeps spinning like

humans, just get the job done

nature’s hiring someone else if you’re gonna be the problem

 

we will build, push up, sustain this dome of life

with buttresses of shared reality

all compressions, all tensions, all the weight

all the problems, all the solutions

born by a living structure of different beings

different beings inches away from you

thousands of miles away from me

connecting sustaining growing giving taking thriving

we will build, push up, sustain this dome of life

with questions big enough

with math big enough

frickin’ screens big enough

calculations, engineering, technology, data sets, models

answers

big enough

for all the life of life on earth

we will build, push up, sustain this dome of life

with rhythms of breathing

one breathes out what

another breathes in

 

as every second the earth keeps spinning, spinning, spinning

and we work out who’s to blame

or we work together and get the job done

 

for the park rangers of sequoia and kings canyon national parks

for what william shatner had to say

before being interrupted by champagne

about the view of earth from above