More-Than-Reckless Eyeballing

D Denis Mair
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(Inspired by Ralph La Charity's poem titled 'Victory, '* posted Oct.21,2024.) ... ... ... The drama has been ratcheted up to a huge scale. Seen from our individual eyes, how can collective forces be anything else but blind? Yet they slouch their way toward parity and deadlock, as if by adversarial physiology of a two headed leviathan, and we are Jonahs looking out. (And looking out for ourselves, we hope.) What delirium is like the sense of that deadlock breaking? We have known such dreadful distraction and it has shaped our days. How can the cubist fur and bone-crunching pivots of such a shaggy beast be gathered into affronted retinas? By the more-than-reckless eyeballing of beauty's love turned meta, or even kiting from Meta to meta, than which there is no more honest poetics, to which the poem that prompted this note attests. ... ... ... ... ... * Here is Ralph's poem 'Victory': VICTORY Mine eyes flake with unexploded impact Mine eyes infiltrate jellied tanktowns power walking well-heeled graft along sweat-banded loopy beachheads Mine eyes belly up to the guile larder guild guilt & fool around Mine eyes climb hand over hand collateral pig's foot caked camel spit in the pentagon pool Mine eyes elope with pack rats reckless shuttlecocks are mine eyes Mine eyes field strip jackets whisker-coned ambulatory undeloused starvation buffer bubs of trench flag bridges downed Mine eyes have seen shroudy captives file down choked dune-tides that bind Mine eyes align beloved warps click-beetled below bellowing hypno-stipulative pushovers registrating duality-crest bledfellows Mine eyes are incandescent lusty fleas procreant witnesses swallowed by the sword Mine eyes crosshair whole quilts of plague ghetto ethers inhaled stuttering grease clams global intake cringe-roots, boot-lamped Mine eyes muster the tar pits' babble they savor lies seasoned & enshrined Mine eyes hourglass nay-knowing cloverleafs new-mown chopped quicksaw sanddust mounds of crater-sculpt horizon ramps, offed Mine eyes cook dawn's early light & the smoke of twilight's fast breathing Mine eyes lock headlong baggy & bodiless consensus-swept support nodes giddy on dire World Cop Love Mine eyes whorl whorish ado & anon **

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