“Poets are always right, history is on their side,” a Bolshevik official warned Stalin as he considered a punishment for Akhmatova’s friend, Osip Mandelstam, over an unpublished but critical verse.”
T.M. The Economist Feb. 1 2021
while sound, poetic style, is timeless,
history hobbles heuristic wordsmiths;
with pentameter iambic, and global pandemics.
whether under a bridge with Daitô Kokushi,
or dharma spanging with Kerouac n Cassady,
time and lives and rhymes intersect.
culture, a cauldron of logos and breath.
reaching out, reflections,
that is, crossing the oceans,
sound sculpting soul, chrysalic psyche;
double oh zero, licensed to poetry!
Which is to say, that I have been through a lot, not quite the same as I’ve done a lot, because most of my experiences have been from the nose-bleed bleachers. Except being a poet, and being a dj, and being homeless. Oh, and walking across the States. And a head on collision with a 16 wheeler. That’s about it. Did I mention poetry? The words I write are self psy-alms, ways of helping my mind synch up with the times, while staying within the shadow of sanity and spirit. It was many moons ago that I knew I would write The Handbook of Poetic Phonetics, and I am grateful to have been able to follow through with the words I have been given. The blessings over the horizon I am unable to see, yet the sonar signals that spiritual truth stays constant. Give thanks and praises!