Tuesday, June 7, 1983

POEM FRAGMENTS TO MICHAEL LARRAINE

He said:
I am a writer astride Verlane's. white stallion 
and Lao Tsu's donkey and all paths lead to poetry.
My writing appeals to some, its surrealist elements,
Others respond to its Buddhist nature.
Some get off on the language.
And others are tickled by its erotic nature.

In my work I try to hold all the voices
The voices are part of the process 
no one wants to make you solely into it

Making love to you would be like 
both of us getting laid by the White Goddess.
We are both fish mongers
Catch of the day
Neptune coughs back up
Where poor shepherds 
offering the sacrificial lamb to the beast
Except the lambs blood is 1200 years old 
and he died for can't read it
Darkness essence 
we push across the page this writing

Cotati 6/7/1983


To Michael Larraine 
after Lindys poetry reading 

I've been told how my writing appeals to some 
because of its surrealist elements,
Others respond to its Buddhist nature. 
Some get off on its LANGUAGE form
And the rest are riveted by its erotic energy.
I tried to hold all these voices which emerge
It's easy to pantomime a singular voice
All those voices are a part of me 
and none want to go down 
as the sole survivors of poetry.

6/7/1983

EROTIC NITE, GARBO’S

I once introduced  Michael Larraine
as the only poet who can write
of the entire universe
experiencing an orgasm
in the space of a single line,
a.k.a. the writer of the Big Bang Theory.

1980?


I ride astride Verlain's white stallion 
my Harley eats up the miles 
and my men wander another path 
while Lao Tsu's donkey brings up all the rear.
All paths lead to poetry.

6/7/1983



You'll have to confuse 
the state my house is in 
I lead an excused life.

Please confuse the state 
my house is in 
I lead an excused life

Please confuse the state my life is in
I lead an excused existence

6/7/1983

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