Born Of My Cognizance Of The Great Appreciation Respect & Love I Have For The Force For Good In This World That Is Mr. Harry Davidow

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To Mr. Harry Davidow:  An Ode Thrice Acrostic (In Form It Pales In Complexity’s Comparison,  For In Content It Fails In Appreciation’s Truth)  Original (Multilingual): הוא לעידן החדש, בחזית המייסדים של איך לעשות טוב, בהינתן שאלה רעה Antwoord, so goed dat jy dit geredelik met jou medemens wil praat Rotund ca un cerc despre toți cei care ți se opun, Harry Davidow: Революции мало что делают, чтобы изменить зло формы; если ты всегда стоишь - "одинокая свеча, в центре всего" - в центре всего, что находишь ייִחוס אויגן -- דייַן בײַ  Dromen, onder de hemel, op aarde, laten de filosofie zien dat er meer soorten antwoorden zijn Accidens, causa, aliterque, pro omnibus humanis quaestionibus unum responsum communicant cantu Vạn tuế, sức khỏe của bạn vạn tuế, chính bạn vạn tuế: Iti napinget a kinasiribmo diak maitured a makita ti naragsak a kalat ބުއްދިވެރިކަމާއެކު ހޮވާފައިވާ މިހާރުގެ ޢަމަލުން ކުރިއަށް އޮތް ނަތީޖާތަކެވެ ޑައިރެކްޓް ކުރުމެވެ ଓ ... Wedi eich tynnu yn ddwfn fel ffynnon yn y Nefoedd, boed di, enaid, meddwl ac ysbryd; felly bydded i chi ddarganfod yn fuan yn digwydd i'ch corff bywiog hefyd. English: He is for the new era, at the forefront of the founders of how to make a good, given an evil question Answer, so good that you readily want to speak it to your fellow man Round like a circle about all those who oppose you, Harry Davidow: Revolutions change little in the evil of form; if always you stand --"a lonely candle, in the center of it all" - in the center of it all - Your —ancestry -- your eyes --  Dreams, under heaven, on earth, show philosophy there are more kinds of answers   Accident, cause, & otherwise, for all human questions they share one answering song: to Wit Viva! Live ten thousand years! Viva your health!  Viva as long your very self! In your tenacious perspicacity I cannot help but see the joyous goal Directing future consequences from wisely chosen present action --  Oh ...  Well drawn deep in Heaven, be you, soul, mind and spirit; so may you soon find happily quick your body as well. Language List Hebrew Afrikaans Romanian Russian Yiddish Dutch Ancient Latin Vietnamese Ilocano Dhivehi Odia Welsh Interlinear: הוא לעידן החדש, בחזית המייסדים של איך לעשות טוב, בהינתן שאלה רעה He is for the new era, at the forefront of the founders of how to make a good, given an evil question Antwoord, so goed dat jy dit geredelik met jou medemens wil praat Answer, so good that you readily want to speak it to your fellow man Rotund ca un cerc despre toți cei care ți se opun, Harry Davidow: Round like a circle about all those who oppose you, Harry Davidow: Революции мало что делают, чтобы изменить зло формы; если ты всегда стоишь - "одинокая свеча, в центре всего" - в центре всего, что находишь Revolutions change little in the evil of form; if always you stand --"a lonely candle, in the center of it all" - in the center of it all -  ייִחוס אויגן -- דייַן בײַ  Your —ancestry -- your eyes --  Dromen, onder de hemel, op aarde, laten de filosofie zien dat er meer soorten antwoorden zijn Dreams, under heaven, on earth, show philosophy there are more kinds of answers   Accidens, causa, aliterque, pro omnibus humanis quaestionibus unum responsum communicant cantu Accident, cause, & otherwise, for all human questions they share one answering song: to Wit Vạn tuế, sức khỏe của bạn vạn tuế, chính bạn vạn tuế: Viva! Live ten thousand years! Viva your health!  Viva as long your very self! Iti napinget a kinasiribmo diak maitured a makita ti naragsak a kalat In your tenacious perspicacity I cannot help but see the joyous goal ބުއްދިވެރިކަމާއެކު ހޮވާފައިވާ މިހާރުގެ ޢަމަލުން ކުރިއަށް އޮތް ނަތީޖާތަކެވެ ޑައިރެކްޓް ކުރުމެވެ Directing future consequences from wisely chosen present action --  ଓ ... Oh ...  Wedi eich tynnu yn ddwfn fel ffynnon yn y Nefoedd, boed di, enaid, meddwl ac ysbryd; felly bydded i chi ddarganfod yn fuan yn digwydd i'ch corff bywiog hefyd. Well drawn deep in Heaven, be you, soul, mind and spirit; so may you soon find happily quick your body as well. Thank you Harry. I hope it brightened your day.

Thank you Harry.

I hope it brightened your day.

To Mr. Roger Waters: A Sonnet That Hopefully May Do

Hopefully he will see it.

 

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Excuse Me? Are you talking to me?

Excuse me?

Or, Are you talking to me?

sidewalk crouches at my feet

like a dog that’s watched too much TV

he knows the secret of what’s best to eat

he’s begging me for something sweet

is there anything that i can do

to help him understand the truth

would he want to know it f he knew

or is mine just another ruse

another form the same demand

me feckless just because i can

just using what there is to hand

same product, just a different brand

nothing equal or the same unless it to itself compared

if there’s a winner in this game i’ll bet it’s not someone who’s scared

Kallisti, Or, To The Most Beautiful

Kallisti

Or, To The Most Beautiful

from a female Faust

What are you like inside

What are you like alone

What do you seek to hide

What would you rather known

If I could engineer me a coincidence

So that our paths some time coincided

Would you celebrate the happenstance

Would I regret that I confided

But me I’m such as needs must tell you

Come on strong then bottom line

We all seek those fit though few

That, kin or no, to us — are kind —

So itself this gift that would, imagine, fancy, juxtapose

Were better still if it also could — quotidian — suppose

Alexander Henderson Dies Today

 

Bring Your Alibis ANNOTATED

Bring Your Alibis, Or, Well Come

(A reply to Sub Urban’s “Cradles”)

Like Content that if tasted, you'd find delicate & deep,

pimped as out as it were better stare at fire than old,

this Stranger you've a tempted reach grows diffident to keep

in secret lies you'll soon enough agree were better  — never told.

In each — our Worlds — of made belief — we doubt — we live — we guess — we dream

& despite inviting Others in, we think ourselves alone, by force of habit, still.

Able you may be to last — but no one can at last — we all run out of steam,

& when we're out & breathe our last — that's all we ever get, or will.

Even daydreams trip the wires linked to lengths of fuse unseen,

but not — unexpected: Fitting.  That resultant devastation

is all that you can think about when you are asked where you have been

is what's confronting & confusing you, preventing explanation.

All the World's in deed a glass — remembers any looking in it

to the Machine to which we well are come — & the Ghost within, our Spirit.

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1-2: Sub Urban, Cradles, v.3; 3:Countee Cullen, Youth Sings a Song of Rosebud, “Since men grow diffident at last”; 4: Cradles, v3, “Honesty is a one way gate to Hell”; 4: Cradles, l.1-2 “I live in my own world of make-believe”; 4: Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness, “We live as we dream, alone.” 9:Of Montreal, The Past Is A Grotesque Animal. ”But you know no matter where we are/ We're always touching by underground wires”; 11: Pink Floyd, Welcome To The Machine, “Where have you been?/It’s all right, we know where you’ve been”; 12: Aztec Two-Step, Cockroach Cacaphony, “You look away from all the thoughts & things you want & dreams you’d like to do/ But all that you can think about is what’s confronting you.”; 13 besides Shakespeare (see inset to the right), Rush, Limelight, “All the world’s indeed a stage/And we are merely players/Performers and portrayers/Each another’s audience/Outside the gilded cage”; 13: Obsolete dative construction of “remember” where that object which brings the Belovéd to my mind is said to remember the Belovéd to me. 14: Pink Floyd, Ibid., 4: Yes I am making a Dualist remark.  See figure two, below.  Also The Police, Ghost n The Machine, “Spirits In The Materal World”.  Also Sonic Youth, Evol, “In The Kingdom #19.”

 This is, a personal, yet open, communication from one poet to another, in sonnet form, by johanna Faust, for which some acknowlegement is appropriate.  Just saying.

After Life Vacation, Or, One Way One Way Trips May Be Not

After Life Vacation,

Or, One Way One Way Trips May Be Not   

a logistical observation in sonnet form

by a female Faust

“Honesty is a one way trip to Hell.”

—Sub Urban

“Those of us that had been up all night 

were in no mood for coffee and donuts,

we wanted strong drink.”

—Hunter S. Thompson

The Sunrise Auto Walk  ‘round Heaven is, despite

its good reviews on Yelp, a rarely crowded ride.

Hell’s own, again, in no pastry-coffee mood; Hell had, again, been up all night;

but they held their tickets firm as their resolve to ogle well the Other Side.

The Sunset Auto Walk ‘round Hell is a likewise hi-tech roundabout

tourist trap, complete with mugs and keychains, posters, tees:

Rock Stars, Poets, Lovers, throng, & as they roll in & roll on out

They shake their heads & pointing, laugh at what they saw — & didn’t see

In Hell, honesty gets a free ride on the Auto Walk, (likewise Lies, in Heaven):

 No cameras! Hold on to handrails! Keep hands and elbows in!

Don’t believe me? Go ask Virgil, Marlowe, Blake, or Milton,

Angels are to Devils what redemption is to sin.

The former answer honestly the honest, the latter is but mask

Hide & go seek, surely the game of choice — for souls with wit to ask.

To M.: Because (See Below), Or, Such A Short Time To Be There

 

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Because (see below)

Or, Such A Short Time To Be There

There are so many many many reasons not to die

Some compelling, some intriguing, some distracting, if you must,

& as I live & breathe before you I am proof it is no lie:

The multifaceted incredible of everything is waiting for you — trust.

Now I know that I don’t know you well enough to grok your sadness

& without full understanding, cannot assuage it nor amend

Notwithstanding, to not max out your aliveness would be — madness

& makes me all at once want to some happy resolution recommend —

Because my opposition here is personal. I know well that disconnect

I know the strength I once derived from a certain chancéd interaction

Of course this is not relevant, but since what we do not see we oft reflect

May a somehow lasting sometime joy be happily effected by this action.

All this to earnestly entreat you to but — I don’t know — what — to say

— Except: that every day I see you becomes better still a day.

To M

from johanna Faust

because (see above)

"I don't know." (black and white digital text graphic)

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Heavy Handed Sonnet, Or, Please Take Care Of Your Health, If Not For Yourself, Then For Us

 Explicit Title:

(above)

Complicit Title:

On Meeting With A Dear Friend, 

Or, 

Prayer To Rouse Action To Keep Death Longer Still At Bay

Implicit Title:

Don’t Make Me Intervene,

Or,

If You Do Not See A Doctor I’ll Get A Posse Together & Drag You

Explicit Title: 

Heavy Handed Sonnet, 

Or, 

Please Take Care Of Your Health, If Not For Yourself, Then For Us

Complicit Title:

On Meeting With A Dear Friend, 

Or, 

Prayer To Rouse Action To Keep Death Longer Still At Bay

Implicit Title:

Don’t Make Me Intervene,

Or,

If You Do Not See A Doctor I’ll Get A Posse Together & Drag You

Realizing that you know as someone you know should know —

Should, & could, & would have, I’m sure, but for embarrassment of Fear —

That & pain & reticence to lose a still quite bearable right now —

A comfort slowly, surely vanishing as draws closer what is near –

All too near.  Immanent.  Certain proof of our demise —

The disintegration of the the only place we’re always found to be —

Since no hope avert this nor avoid, we must, an we be wise,

Take at least what steps by serendipity allowéd to us to see —

How much more when we consider with what gifts we have been blessed —

How much more than that to think of joys we’ve yet to taste —

How much cannot be fathoméd, can be at most but badly guessed,

But not to undertake such research is by all accounts —  a waste —

Ask anyone of us who loves you, needs you — functional — by our side —

You cannot be there for anyone you know — if suddenly — you died —

At Fuzzy's — An Afterparty Fragment

                                                                  

                                                                  

 At Fuzzy’s                          

 an afterparty fragment                                            

 by a female Faust                                                 

                                     

 a place to be & not a place         

 for a time after a time             

 strangers nonetheless together      

 not unwilling to be kind            

 better yet than but me better       

 rather symbol over sign             

 likely etchings or the weather      

 out far sighted foreign mind        

                                                                   

 4.25.2022                                                         

 by a female Faust