Cathedral (for the Dead)

Big roof beams

of

thick redwood

joists of eucalyptus

mint

musky bark

 

Deliberate evolution,

starts with seed,

germination

driven by deep

vegetable code

burrows deeper

and deeper

 

“Termite Art”

or the Hive Theory

deep conversation

without words

 

“You can achieve

transcendence.

Just listen! Listen!”

 

Hive mind

gravitational fields

time through space

one hand

many fingers

 

The Ladyfinger

moonlight

Diamond Sutra of

the estimated prophet

 

Gathers

Here in this valley

of energy, like

Big Sur, Yosemite,

Julian, Tuolumne,

 

Gathers

on the

horizon

shimmering with

light

 

Gathers

in San Francisco, Veneta,

Cornell, Eugene, New York,

West Virginia, Oolampali,

Watts, Longshoreman’s Hall,

the Pyramids, Fennario,

Tennessee, Palo Alto,

the seedy, poorly lit

backroads of America,

Yosemite, Paris, the

Mission, Marin,

Rio Nido, the Bardo

 

Gathers

in the bright light

of Jerry’s mind

 

Gathers

in the heart

of America

the yearning,

hopeful, melancholy,

ingenious heart

of America

 

America!

 

That big idea!

 

The first global

Open House

Just a few requirements

Initiative

Energy

Strong back

Imagination

Good credit rating

 

Old America

the sound of

bluegrass and

mountain songs

“like mountain grapes

they work harder”

they cry

they lament

they confess

 

My America,

scored by the Dead

deliberate

delighted

practical

funny

confounding

seductive

secretive

cocky

merciful

One comment

  1. Christine Yarrow · August 30

    Love your poem.

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    Like

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