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June 28, 2003

The Poet as Hornet
by WILLIAM WITHERUP

for James B. Hall

A gnawed T-bone tossed
In the back yard.
Afternoon sun
Broils it again.

Words from an enemy nest,
Crazed by the smell
Of fat and salt,
Hurl on the meat.

The poet, in a fury,
Dances up and down ­
Parries, stings, bites
Until his rivals

Quit the field.
He cleans himself; rests,
But keeps a wary eye--
The bone is now "just right."

William Witherup can be reached at: moolmool27@msn.com

 

Blathering Sabers
By HAMMOND GUTHRIE

Mobile trailers in Iraq are biological weapons labs
Mobile trailers in Iraq were biological weapons labs
Mobile trailers in Iraq are not biological weapons labs

Mobile trailers never intended as biological weapons
and a few weapons of mass destruction were found
acting as antiquated props in a Baghdad theater

Mobile trailers remain a potentially imminent threat
as one of the primary reasons for the war in Iraq
where weapons of mass destruction can not be found

The war with Iraq might well be over
yet rebuilding Iraq has been delayed,
as order is restored among the disenchanted

Preemptive illusions operating at full capacity
conclusively degrade the intelligence
and Saddam has left the building

Hammond Guthrie is the author of AsEverWas: Memoirs of a Beat Survivor. He is the editor of the great online journal of art, poetry and politics: The 3rd Page. He can be reached at: writenow@spiritone.com

(C) 2003-- Hammond Guthrie

 

Seasick
By STEW ALBERT

Rich are getting much more
Clinton helped
and Bush does it in spades.
more and much more
Plutocrats go first class
on the USS Nightmare
ship of fools.

Poor watching the rich on television
reading about them in magazines
buying knock off
imitation fashions
of the very rich
can't retire
can't send their kids to college
hate the Arabs
the guy next door
eats smelly curry
and hates me.
Poor people getting seasick
on the ship of fools
vomiting on the lower deck.

Immigrants in the boiler room
getting busted
jumping ship
stowing away
can't meet in groups of two
might be plotting a mutiny
hating the captain and his kids
rumors spreading
USS Nightmare
docking in Guantanamo Bay.
Immigrants going a shore
won't be coming back
to the ship of fools.

Stew Albert manages the Yippie Reading Room. He can be reached at: stewa@aol.com

 

Musing
By SAM HAMOD


And isn't it often
Late at night, or
It can even be
In the mid-afternoon, when
You are in a half-dream
Of things forming
Just outside your
Arms, when she
Comes in, she is
Always coming in
Softly, unnoticed, until
She embraces you, tell you
She is here again, in another
Woman's body, but you
Know it's her
And she's returned, she
Says she's jealous, that she
Doesn't want to hear
Of wars, and politics and
Wars alarms, she says I should
Leave that to rhetoric, not to
Her, if not, she won't
Return, she'll let me
Stay in rhetoric's shrill
Arms, and she tells me
I'll get bored after a while, that
Everything will become
Hollow, that I'll become
Despondent, looking then
For love, for her and for
What she
Brings, but she
Warns me, if she leaves
She's not sure, she'll
Come back, but
There is that little
Sly part behind
Here eye, where you
Know you will never
Learn the truth, but she
Always knows it, better
Than you-so when she
Comes, you should listen
As I've learned to
Listen and to let her go
On, and on and on
Letting her lead me
To wherever
She leads, wherever
She wants to go
And I find the
Trip, the movement
Enticing, enthralling, lose
My sense of
Direction, follow
Hers,
She always leads me
Where I should go
Always knows when to
Come into me, not let
Me stop for
Breath, not let me
Look in any
Other direction than
Hers, keeps my
Complete attention, makes
Me float up
Into her
Seizing me
Totally
Enticing me
Further into
Her patterns, her
Breathing, her
Rhythms, her
Sounds, her
Intrigue, holding me
Without letting me
Go, until she
Is complete, until
She is satisfied, only
Then does she smile
Say, that's good
That's what I wanted
That's where I wanted you
To go, to arrive there
Just where you
Were supposed to
Go, to find
What it was you
Were to find,
To make
Everything
Complete

Sam Hamod is a poet and scholar on Middle East affairs. He can be reached at: shamod@cox.net

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