Thursday, August 11, 2011

Coming Soon A Review of Louise Landes Levi's The Book of L


New Poem

In Praise of Mediocrity

Didn’t it used to be part of the Golden Mean—that balance

Between heaven and earth

The phi of perfect harmony

Its distance measurable in aquiline pentagrams

A magic lintel betwixt and between lacking in status

All perfections linked to the median

Between becoming and completion

That naked cipher of valuation

Among worldly configurations

No worries for me walking down streets

To the hoots of male orangutans

Or jealous vixens wishing me dead

Clinging sycophants wanting my money

Stabs in the back

The queen of mediocrity is barely noticed

Her paucity a mantle of invisibility

To the ultimate zero

A sublime nothingness

The simple fact is:

Genius prefers a C minus like Einstein

With freedom to ruminate unwatched

And unwashed in heavenly exploration

Playing every angle

Then stand bewitched before elemental fractals

If beautiful, everyone wants to own you, have a piece

Or circle in for the kill for standing out sublime

But ordinary is profound too

When lit from within

A brief glimmer

Its luminescence spreading

They will always love you for your mind

My mother said

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Jacqueline Gens

Tsegyalgar East, July 2011

Broadside 2


Monday, April 04, 2011

Chogyam Trungpa & Allen Ginsberg on Poetry

Chogyam Trungpa died in 1987 on April 4. Almost to the day ten years later Allen Ginsberg died on April 5, 1997.


Thursday, February 24, 2011

Year of the Iron Rabbit

Image from: ewamchoden.org

Year of the Iron Rabbit

Losar Poem


Be fruitful

when you wander the warren

of your mind

Burrowing deep into the ground of stability.


To broaden your field of vision,

Scan the sky for predators of distraction.

Then, stop in your tracks,

O Fearsome Bunny--

Proverbial Trickster whose cunning

Outwits pundits of sophistry.

For your path

is a zig-zag

To liberation.

Time to change course in a flash

Defy convention

Give into laughter like Bugs BUNNY

Show your mettle and step up to the plate.

For this is your lucky year!


Jacqueline Gens

Tsegyalgar East

2011

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Poem by Verandah Porche for my 61st Birthday


Jacqueline (1982)

Rock walls hold the forest like a cash crop:
...some massive stand of late maturing corn.
A cellar hole, a hearthstone topped with
beaten brick, a spring box like a covered dish:
some raw ingredients of myth. Time is still
the laughing chef. Her favored trick: tectonics.

Six burner blaze on our modern stove.
You whip or simmer with no recipe;
know what to coddle,
when to bruise. Try glacier.
Use avalanche.

Verandah tweaked this older poem circa 1982 for my 61st birthday on January 20, 2011, which she posted on Facebook. We lived together for a time at Total Loss Farm AKA Packer Corners Farm in Guilford, Vermont (1976-1982) which she founded in the late 1960 along with friends Raymond Mungo, Marty Jezer, Richard Wizansky among others. Verandah has continued to live on the farm for decades raising her two daughters and scribing her poems.

Listen to a great VPR interview with Tom Fells originally of Montague Farm and Verandah Porche of Total Loss Farm

PHOTO: V. Paige
Packer Corners Farm