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19 November 2022
Lebensraum Burgers: A Space Odyssey, Gravediggers on Ben Bulben, Description of the Self @ Lothlorian Poetry Journal
Strider says: "Thankye for sending me these fascinating poems. It is a pleasure to read your poetry again and I have now published your three sublime poems on the LPJ Blog. I like your honest originality of subject, style, phrasing, and imagery in these poems and look forward to reading and considering more." !
09 November 2022
17 October 2022
"Is it fair to leave huge chunks of Stevens out of his continent to capture the body or save the soul? It depends upon your interest. But for his baptism there go we as well. What about the adult urbanity? He models his dislike, distaste, revulsion at the civil so well. What an irony he should be so good at Guggenheims, galleries, fandoms when beneath he is raving in satire except when he has a bit too much and takes a poke at Hemingway’s numbskull of it all. No he won't teach at Harvard!" here and here
10 October 2022
17 September 2022
Tickanwa•tic (meaning "real people Tonkawa, Commanche
But we find them out.
The groves of Texas Buckeye on the Edwards Plateau, blooming in later March under leafless trees, at the instant of blooming trumpet M 12 colored sun flames from their tips. Surrounded by black butterflies and moths that pollinate them or the humming birds that feet off the scarlet plumes of the salvia regla high up in the mountains of the Chisos, or in the field of English lavender planted in a hill country field to remind one of the profusion of lavender seen in North Wales, translate into poems. Every plant considered here has some kind of background in this aesthetic foundation, which will be seen as the telling progresses.
The present new edition called Native Texan Horse Tale Reads is a complete rewriting with the addition of new material amplifying the humor of the plants that was all along its chief attribute. The marketing distinction about whether these are plants, herbs, shrubs or trees is irrelevant here. While the first edition followed more historical premises, native to Anglo to modern populations, this is appears more along the lines of botanical taxonomy, simple to complex. The first articles that appeared were of the simple anyway, ”Horsetail Reeds,” now retitled is Horse Tale Reads, was the first in Texas Wildflower Newsletter (Kerrville: Green horizons, Winter, 1984) with “Medicinal Qualities of Native Croton, (Spring, 1984), next. “Hedeoma” appeared in Texas Native plant Society News (San Antonio, March-April, 1985), “Pilgrim Mullein” in Newsletter of the Heard Natural Science Museum and Wildlife Sanctuary (McKinney, Texas), “Milkweed and the Wildflower Skeptic” in Friends of Greenills Newsletter (Dallas, June-July, 1984) and “The Longest Continuous Row of Horehound” in the Greenhills Newsletter (March-April, 1985). October, 1985, The most notable offshoot appeared in the journal Conoscenza religiosa in Rome (1983), translated into Italian in an edition dedicated to new American thought, Pianta Celeste o Stella Terrestre: il retroterra biblico nel rapporto fra piante e stele. Celestial Plant or Terrestrial Star.
King Ranch grass is not mentioned at all in the description of the Hill Country in the landmark Manual of the Vascular Plants of Texas of Correll and Johnston of 1970. If it seems entropy is at fault even that is not the whole story, but what is at fault, if we say we know we don’t. But our knowledge is illumined by an even longer view afforded by our fathers and mothers, themselves fallen to the entropy. Their memories replay for us in the night, until that one day we wake and the constitution of the past is shredded. Anything that opposes entropy is conspiracy to both sides of the Hegelian dialectic. If we propound an ice age construct of the cycles of the sun, or the opposition to war, or the repression of governments for drafts, it is all subject tested against the background from which we were born. The founding of Elgin about 1870 offers itself as an example, along with the records of families that the Dalton Minimum can be measured, with every other like ill such as the Spanish flu epidemic of 1918 by the memory and records of the ten generations of Philadelphia families from 1717 that are extant, where no account of hardship from privation of cold or weather is found during those times, for they kept farming and living, and no ravage of disease but typhus took the artist Jesse Mack, and Elizabeth Bechtel after Childbirth in 1887. There are however injuries from war, of suffering and death, of a brother taken in training in the air force at Lackland AFB in San Antonio in 1963, or a grandfather, born in Elgin in 1922, member of a B-17 crew, part of the 8th Air Force 100th bomb Group shot down on his 25th mission over Rouen, France, June 24, 1944, evacuating by parachute and landing with a broken ankle to held until the end of the war, a prisoner of war at Stalag 4 and Stalag 1. He kept a journal on cigarette papers of the days in those camps, published thereafter (C. R. Carlson, Return Ticket), among all those who lived and died who left a record in the chests and linens, the old books with inscriptions, the letters, court cases that keep speaking. In World War I two uncles, one a commissioned second lieutenant who was too late to get to France, but his brother, an absolute pacifist, was an ambulance driver there like E. E. Cummings and who after stayed in France and worked as a carpenter for the Quakers in reconstruction. This Harvey Mack had been a banker but remained a carpenter the rest of his life. From these we know too that one can recover from ills as did Grandpa Amasa Clark, returning from San Antonio after hauling a load of shingles there in 1856, sent upon by bandits that night who killed his two companions. (Reminiscences of a Centenarian, 31f, 46). He had served in the Mexican War against Santa Anna (1846-48) after the U.S. annexed Texas in 1845 and survived to 101 with his sons and daughters all over the west where we now ply upon the herbs and native plants their time honored songs.
That early resident of Bandera, Amasa Clark did more that cut and haul cedar shakes. He rustled camels in Camp Verde for a year or so for Colonel Robert E. Lee, then in the Union army, just over the Bandera pass. It was not called that then, so times change, but Bandera Pas as good a place as any to find these plants which are absolutely native among the arrowheads, spear points and flint middens, and you might also find slugs from the first colt revolvers fired in the battle of Bandera pass even if the romance of the Indian was not as great in that time as now since it recounts a dozen tales of depravation. Amasa Clark, named for a commander of King David, fought in the Mexican war for General Scott but he was a peaceful man evidenced by his many wives, fruit orchards and long life of 101 years, but he did not participate in the Civil War having not recovered from the wounds from being attacked on the trail from San Antonio.
The creeks and rivulets of the past on Balcones Fault are gone. Filled in and redeveloped they cease to exist like the Indian mounds and flint chips exposed by the waters and excavations for new roads like behind Balcones Research Center (Pickle!). The mounds of romance and leavings of trade ventures for mescal bean around fires at trade junctions, held so precious, that once the tribes are removed, in a hundred years, are not remembered in the aggression and terrors of conflict with the present and future. The native is a terror to the present, but the present becomes its threat to the future, endangering the existence on the land, fracking and drilling, mining and plowing, as if the land itself opposed the new but was conquered, the same land that was accursed for the sins that all things will end, yet the world remain.
It depends on whose point of view we hear, but the tickenwantic do not speak, except in the first missionaries to them, the way Voth speaks for the Hopi or Las Casas for the Aztec. We take all that as a given and invest our present with truth in the conflict, but extend the reach and let Amasa be a native, or the bomber Group, or old Elgin buried, shoveled under, having to be relived in pictures and histories written by the same present as Las Casas represented for 1520, fully invested with itself. But take another step as the digital and quantum do what they have done, without remorse, conscience or regret to sweep away, bury, undercut, objectify into extinction and replace with veritable the brave, new world. The ordo seculorum holds out by Palantirs of it to the wretched man. Who shall deliver thee from the body of sin and death, so that with the twinkling of an eye we are stand by the river Chabar with Daniel, and weep by the rivers of Babylon too for our deliverer. So with this past in mind one who looks after the previous 50 year cycle sees it in 2020, the time of the greatest control and propaganda ever known where things like polar bear pigs and thousand pound super mutant pigs, three times life size, bred to restore China’s strategic pork supply go along with the cows that can’t ride in Mack trucks boyo.
To see the thing itself apart from all the ideas from which it is formed, the Tagetes lucida, licorice marigold among the Aztecs, used to anesthetize victims who had their hearts torn out in sacrifice, or the DMT that showed McKenna how to predict the end of the world with the IChing, took a next step in the insectoid visions that made Tao Lin (facetiously) eat the hamsters of his previous life and work. It is not far from there to seeing apparitions of Charles Olson after his parting, as Albert Glover tells in his pursuit of the amanita muscaria if not Olson’s peyote laced with strychnine,” to say nothing of the Jimson flower whose scopolamine is the chief CIA drug at Guantanamo, or to recognize how, as the octotillo roots network into vast communities underneath the soil, or the red, ivory, cinnamon, orange-skinned limbs of Texas madrone resemble a human torso, of muscle, bone and sinew in the high definition of the arms of athletes. When the bark peels and the madrone matures, or the mescal bean (Texas Mountain Laurel) seeds and its natively scarlet colors turn orange after passing through the digestion of a goat, these are among celebrated new psychotropic age. Mescal Beans are planted all over the University of Texas campus with the even more famous Mexican Buckeye equally traded and found in rock shelters from the 12th century.
12 September 2022
Red Head celebrates The True Light That Lights (2020) in the English Lake Country, Stonehenge, Glastonbury, the Tor, Old Sarum. Dozens of sites in Anglesey and Caernarvonshire witness the resignations of the fallen. Some of these poems presume Aneirin and Taliesin at the battle of the Gododdin at Catraeth. here
Dear Mr. Reiff: “Thank you for letting me see your Taliesin. I think you have a real feel for the music of words and a sense of rhythm. Great variety of mood, voice, and form. Your use of some of the intricate Provençal schemes shows your daring in your skill. Inversions, distorted syntax here and there are disturbing because so much seems smooth and perfect. You ring many bells, waken many thoughts. This is truly excellent work.” Ruth P. M. Lehmann, author, An Introduction to Old Irish, Early Irish Verse, and, Beowulf: An Imitative Translation.