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Arizona now and finally has a Poet Laureate. Denise and I heard him read at the Sedona Public Library tonight, and he amazed and enchanted.

I took along a pocket sketch pad, but quickly put it aside after dashing off the above sketch. I had last consistently used the pad about four years ago. I close with this further riding on a better poet’s coattails:

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The words to the triple acrostic:

Grave Gelid Angel, haggard yet commissioned
Grave Gelid Angel, wrenched, but took a vow
Grave Gelid Angel, Algaefied and fissioned
Although you vie to show the people how
They’re heedless of Grave Gelid Angels now.

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Here is yet another hand study, in tandem with a novelty acrostic for entertainment purposes only. Many of us “draw-ers” started out by drawing Hands; the only more fascinating anatomical subject matter for the beginning artist is Eyes. I’d estimate I’ve done at least a thousand Hand exercises in the last fifty years; and this time I did it to warm up for a far more important project, one that has taken several days and may yet take several more. Meanwhile, there’s this, and these words:

Hellacious flying out to…Montenegro
And balking Balkans ain’t enslaving…Slav
Nor is the color range from Taupe to…mauve
Didactic Dr Frankenstein with…Igor

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Choose your weapons with subtlety: live the life you were meant to live, seek the love you were meant to have, befriend with generosity and heartiness. Your weapons will then choose you.

Here are the words:

Of weaponry medicinal as legal marijuana
Remember barrels gun & pen stick out like Yucatán
Deliver us from pistol-packers radical & chic
Newer warfare-wagers use a Kindness-based technique

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This challenge came from the realization that the letters in the name Benito Mussolini divided evenly into three-character strings, and if a dot were added to the last one they would all be labelable, and it might be a worthwhile challenge to make the whole mess make sense and work.

(The dot isn’t really needed; an earlier “concept rough” included an illustration of the Isaac Newton Institute, in Cambridge. But .INI enabled the use of a dot as a period,  and therefore preservation of the rhyme scheme. In similar problem-solving fashion I’d previously exploited the diaeresis over the i in Anaïs Nin’s name to become two-thirds of an ellipsis in the acrostic.)

Long story a little longer: together again for the first time, we have Ben the rat from the movie bearing his name (and a young and relatively unwarped Michael Jackson singing the last line of the song, with Ben’s tail doing double-duty as the pointer of a word balloon; I’m absurdly proud of this visual pun); Lance Ito, the judge in the O.J. Simpson case; Mus musculus, the common mouse (the word Muscle is from this Latin word for Mouse); Sol Weinstein, comedy writer extraordinaire; and a closeup of an .INI (pronounced “innie” or “eeny”) file. .INI files, also and less confusingly known as initialization files, are bits of software that execute upon startup of the computer. Comment lines, which are ignored by the executable, begin with a semicolon.

Does it all make sense? To me it does, but then again, FINNEGANS WAKE made perfect sense to James Joyce, the rest of us not so much. I will say that this page is a tribute to the survival-triumph of the Jews past the Holocaust, among other things. The mouse and rat refer to Art Spiegelman’s Pulitzer-Prize-winning graphic novel MAUS, and derogatory drawings of Jews in Nazi Germany, respectively. Sol Weinstein, may he rest in peace, created Israel Bond, “Agent Oy Oy Seven,” among MANY, MANY other light-hearted, brilliant bits of schtick. I was saddened to learn of his passing when I looked for a photo source to do his portrait. And Lance Ito presided over a miscarriage of justice that still staggers me. (Don’t take my word for it. Read Vincent Bugliosi’s book on the subject, or ask Marilyn vos Savant, who’s listed in Guinness as “world’s highest IQ” and who’s called O.J. Simpson an “acquitted killer.”)

Here are the words to the quintuple acrostic:

Believe it or not, mice & rats can be fun. I
Enjoy how their startups are comically run
No rushes to judgment, no riots, no lie, just bagels & lox & a boxed Warr Shu Gai

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The page begins with the Quadratic Formula, which, in my younger and more phony-baloney days, I tried to impress my then-girlfriend, next-wife, the former Joni Froehling, by deriving, via the “completing the square” trick and other manipulation. She is no longer married to me, and who can blame her?

A masterful Valley of the Sun poet, Jed Allen, gave me a copy of his awe-inspiring chapbook THE FEAR OF ALGEBRA in appreciation of my reading of his poem “Zero Yard” at the Caffeine Corridor poetry event more than a year ago. Ever since, I have wanted to return the favor, and with this page I hope I have.

The words to the acrostic:

Attitude adjustments sometimes end up on a slab
Lose a Johnny Weismuller–or was it Buster Crabbe
Gain a Tarzan wannabe–a grey-stoked stufféd shirt
Err if you must on Caution’s side: man’s slaughter, shy of Murder
But in the diagram above as x is offed by a
Really not the culprit, who will always get away
Alias: The Solver, of manipulative manna
& a wealth of victims whose mystique is drowned in channel

The theme and meaning of the poem and its related ancillary material are left as an exercise for the student. Ironic hint: spelling out a solution murders Mystery. [enigmatic smile; fade to black]

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What is a lens? It is a light gatherer or scatterer. It may magnify, it may distort, it may correct. There is a shape of lens that can take ordinary sunlight and concentrate its heat. Do not look into the Sun using such a lens.

An unusually wise or prophetic person is sometimes called a Seer.

LENS KEEPER

Line may catch a break
Lovers oft forsake
Eye peers through a loupe
North of sea & sloop
Seek your vision where
Shards bemourn a pair

LENS KEPT

Like a crater or a yolk
Eyes have foci more than smoke
Needless is a bone or sop
Sight once born may too adopt

lens yens

light & way & TRUTH in synchrony
eyed the fraughtful destiny to be
notice of a loophole’s clearly taken
seed ye drama? here ye’ll find the makin’s

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We human beings must love rectangles. We make so many of them! Plate glass, envelopes, stamps on envelopes, sheets of paper to stuff in envelopes, cross-sections of containers, garage doors, non-garage doors, dominoes, playing cards, and on and on. Thinking outside the box is also thinking beyond the rectangle.

But rectangles, or near-rectangles, do occur in nature: cell formation, muscle striations, constellations, fault-slipped rock formations, and on and on. Some eye sockets are more rectangular than circular.

When I was a kid my mom collected S&H Green Stamps, filling in rectangular arrays with the rectangles-with-punched-out-semicircles of the stamps. When she turned them in for merchandise, it was a form of rectangle redemption; thus does my seemingly-random acrostic have some basis in fact.  But it’s a tenuous stretch. Luckily, when you stretch a rectangle, it remains a rectangle…

Here are the words:

Romance wears her nylons sheer
Eco-Friendly’s more austere
Creature comforts may be weird
Take an object choose a theme
Tell a truth that makes us beam
Any shape provides a step
Necessarily adept
Given one who wears a kepi
Leaps & bounds’ll come & go
Even-keelers use the known

 

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on a froth of comet tail
the solar-wind-borne
misadventure
began:
the diatomaceous
thought-harvesting array
cast its sub-etheric net
randomly
and struck analoguic gold:
in the northern-by-western quadrant
of a planet circling its star
at a distance of 105.5 starwidths
came a sense/memory impression
of such indulgent delight
that the array took possession
of the creature who’d forged the memory
and force it to re-enact the event
whence the memory had sprung.

thus it was, my dear,
that i had no choice
but to buy and eat
a second candy bar
from the vending machine
last night.

thank goodness
i wasn’t thinking
about women,
eh?

where are you going?

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Here’s one whose words seem to have stood up well. Some day this will be read at an open mic.

My laptop’s a distraction–90 proof
Migoodness it is hard to stay Aloof
MHO is that too much time goes >poof<

O I’m just saying what I want to hear
OutRAGEOUS waste-o-time stand up & cheer
O stay the course PROduction-wise–don’t veer

Right now we love Escape more than Houdini
Rock on, O Comfort Food–deepfried linguini
Remember, Pudding’s gold–like a Cellini

No! STOP that, fella–focus on intent
Now stick to Straight&NARROW–be unbent
No argument–that’s where some Time-chunks went

INTEGRITY is demonstrated best
Intensely and with quietude–if blest
In Reticence you may well pass the Test

No need to feel you’ve GOT to Move&Shake
Not much but your Well-being is at stake
Now PAY that sleep debt to be wide awake

Get up get dressed get fed get what you’re after
Get Who’s On First on YouTube–you need laughter
Get–stuck AGAIN! The Devil’s quite the Crafter

On this blog at least four Devil-mentioning posts have been made, and that’s not counting “Molybdenum Demon,” the as-yet-unposted best of the lot. Stay tuned…