Fast Day 199 March 26 2011 {A Schmear on the Bagel...} כשר פיזיקה

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A Schmear of Probabilty on the Bagel of My Life
Poem Against Nuclear Power Industry

My house is built with Heisenberg struts
and joiners and joists and beams,
It requires no maintenance as long
as no one looks!
thereby collapsing the wave function
into Tivoli gardens;
It is a schmear of probability
wide spread on the bagel of my life.

One cannot see the dadoes nor the cuts
only smooth transition seams,
fibers run like termites to prolong
brackets one sees!
force-fields and vector-jackets both junction
and bracket protozoans.
it's the sum of all my ungefillte
wishes, all now fargeyts, in midst of strife.

Challa baked before all time, and blintzes
with spin and strange and charms:
ingredients of house and song!
blessings we view!
quantum cats like matza ball abstraction,
rolled in egg and sold in tins;
Upon a cross of nuclear energy
crucify us now!: husband, children, wife!

Heisenberg

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notes
Theme: Nuclear Physics and Quantum Physics.
Heisenberg: Werner Heisenberg, quantum physicist
Tivoli: garden and park in Denmark, reference to Niels Bohr
ungefillte: unfilled
fargeyts: forget, forgotten
Challa: challa bread for shabbas
blintzes: Jewish crepes.
matza: a meal made of crumbled matza crackers usually rolled into balls for dumplings in matza ball soup.
quantum cat: Schrodinger's cat, a famous quantum paradox.

The rhyme scheme/ structure is:
a b c (vision word)  d e f g
a b c (vision word)  d e f g
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Fast Day 121 September 26 2009 {At the Morning of Consciousness Cafe}

At The Morning of Consciousness Cafe


Kin I fix ya up with sumpthin' ta drink?
Huh?
...coffee...coffee...coffee...coffee
and a glass ah water...
all waters? Huh?
I don't like chemistry
may I milk fer my coffee?
Yeah, Hon.

Ready ta order? Huh?
Ya ready?
Yeah...eggs
eggs...flapjacks 'n buckwheat.
Warm this up fer ya? Coffee?
Sure...no...hand over cup like a retract
thunderdome over the stadium of life...huh?

Are ya still workin' on that? That concept there?
Still workin' on it?
Worryin' around the plate
like a dog with a bone?
Huh?

no more coffee...please...two hands over cup
and the waitstaff pours it anyway
hot upon yer hands
you yell and
everyone wakes up, like, they had been
asleep and dreaming in a tocata state
and fugue...huh?
staring with wide eyes.
the tip is a tenth and a half o' that
and then a bit
added to the pre-tax subtotal...
and you think it's such precision,
and you think you got it knocked,
and you think no one has keyed your car
within the parking lot!

Fast Day 86 January 23 2009 {Voyage to the Islands of Cake}

Voyage to the Islands of Cake

Macedoine and Madeleine
cakes with fruits and jelly
like a tower in Dubay

filled with creamy meringuay
or a singapore delight
of tipsy cake and chocolate cream.
two cupfuls of sugar,
one of milk and one of butter
and four cups flour...
cinnamon and clove and

strange spices from the east,
brought by clipper ships
by trade winds blown;
a fist of currants,
a pound of citron
an dram of vanilla extract
from the bean growing
on the eastern side of
Boulanji east of Bali,
harvested by girls not quite of age...
blanc mange a la vanille
et bougainville
la reine charlotte et

le roi georges
l'arc, bonnet, et l'oiseau
sous les marquises de mendoze:
la terre de feu,

divisee en plusieurs isles

par differens canaux,

et une parallelisme hideux
des deux cotes et climats.

Fast Day 74 October 31 2008 {When I Was Episcopalian}

When I was Episcopalian,
and she was young and fair,
I was a very young vicar
who oft fell down the stair.


The elders of the kirk
came to counsel me,
for I was Presbyterian,
as drunk as I could be.

And when I turned to RC,
they had an intervention,
and came to our sitting room,
a reverend convention.

I drank until the liquor
dried up all my tears,
and when I turned to sobriety
they'd stolen all the years.

Fast Day 68 September 19 2008 (The Beast}

The Beast

I was nervous and demonstrative,
I did not know why...
quiet and listen, you! you who are
so little and so small.
You are of no importance!

I wanted to be a prince and princess
when history was jello...
and came to a raspberry stand still;
You must kiss my forces
and all my army corpse.

It is difficult to make you wear greenery,
or make you salad...
or a fruit compote or souffle.
You do not bend to my will
like the chocolate swine of old.

Fast Day 13 August 31, 2007 {Dreamcatcher}

Dreamcatcher

dreamcatcher, dreamcatcher,
revolve in the wind
dissolve in the sun
keep what evil comes in what I see;
dreamcatcher.

medicine wheel, medicine wheel,
band of ancient north
sand of colored grains
see the universe inside a black hat;
medicine wheel.

goldfinch August, goldfinch August
the young ducks fly
the year gone by
a young woman works with beads;
goldfinch August.

Ke sakihitin, ke sakihitin,
woman works with beads
caring for my needs
kesowayaw, warmth in autumn;
I love you, River Girl, Sepe Iskwao

Fast Day 7 July 20, 2007 {Ferlinghetti's Big Bang}

Ferlinghetti's Big Bang

I didn’t get much sleep last night,
thinking about dark matter.
I mean, what if it isn’t there after all?
suppose we have to back to square one
and start all over?
sometimes I think that my cosmology
should square one back to Apollo
and his sister Artemis;
to Zeus and Hera enthroned
upon heighty Olympus;
where I would wear a long locked wig…
and rest upon my weighty book;
a sybilline caricature of rest,
captured in a toga net…
Sybil of mantic prose...
Sybil of the Day...

Peregrinus expectavi
pedes meos in cymbalis

weary from my writing,
hung-over with heavy eyes…
wine stains splashed upon my prophecy!
Ahhh…what’s the use?
let me see…where is that scrap?
that thing foreseen?
If I could only remember…or find the
damned cocktail napkin of the gods
where I chained my promethean thought
in a wicket of adamantine inks!!
I’ll get a ticket to Cumaea
and go by Greyhound bus
to the dark matter casino
and act like Apuleius’ ass
bewitched by powers I cant resist!