Michael Rothenberg
JUNGIAN QUARTET
1 Lord Ganesha, The Cosmic Dancer & Granola
Remove all obstacles, counting backwards from 108
The operation of sandalwood beads to calm nerves
Fever blisters in anticipation of articulated orgasm
Sustaining ejaculation chakras clear it's almost Wednesday
Peacocks cocking it up in the yard, ticks in frenzy
It's summer here at end of Spring. O, the Gurus!
Consulting with The One God karma of mama's angel
Blessed Deeds, ginger babies naked as jade in bodhi tree
Fog rushes in and the cops are out in full force
Breaking ground for a new station on Great Highway
Who would have seen the twist coming? Sirens aloud!
It's here now in colors and sound, maximal tapestry
Moroccan butterfly, Tibetan Hollywood Telethon
Nepalese rice paper dada leaf-hopper shit bird nest
Stuff the attic vent hole with paper towel. Go away
Ugly Black Bird! Orange ring 'round bull's-eye fatigue
Watching the clock watching me eating Bing cherries
Bing, bong, Bingo, pear, carrot juice, guava, bong, bing
Love song under vanilla bean orchid sea blood breeze
Marriage beyond canticles, dead words and wounded
Positions. Apples, peaches mango ooze a change
Change. The book of India here, it burns page after page
Thumbing the corners of a round earth in an anxious dreamMay 20, 2001
2 Possessed By Onions
Like a punch in the chest in the night by a ghost
Something I ate or was eating me, a dragon, the signs
Were there on a place mat in the Chinese restaurant
Notes to the choreography of a schizophrenic nymph
Guarding the lingam of adolescent affections
The skull garden of wedding vows disavowed. Secret
Indiscretions beyond brick walls of hearth and home
How long will it take to chase off The Projectionist
So that we can know each other in the same world?
Wake up! A fox is in the garden advising your advisors
Infiltrating and corrupting better advice from your
Power Animal. Pocahontas, great grand niece of mystic
Naturalist songbird Charles Kellogg practicing asanas
In the oracular chambers hollowed out of the basement
Tantric moans! Taking on the lives of Shree Ma, Kali
On this plane level. Missionary witch, gypsy nomad
Stone-bodied yoni to make the conquest complete
She can rule the bio-psychic energies of her lover when
The storm of death comes in, when the winds of change
Bellow through bamboo and overtones drone through
The future that's past, past that's present, present that's
Eternal. And I'll be at her fond mercy lapping at the
Sweet stream of consciousness flowing between her thighs.June 4, 2001
3 Good Fortune Greets The Ego
How does one prove oneself to be Great once subject to bliss?
I don't believe in Nirvana. I think it should be left alone
Mind a barrel full of hairy monkeys. Hedgehog crashes
through woods by lane above rolling spring wheat field. Wild
Grape blossoms. Appalachian Trail horizon. Honeymoon
Better not be over, ever. Sitting in ditch talking to nurse
About Zen Fraud. Anybody nowhere can or cannot do
Something here. We're right over it. Here and over there
Wrapping nude photos, sending off religious books, mailing
Thank You cards of "Krishna and Radha Enjoying" to friends
Or off to Delhi. Summer will never end soon. Summer
Begins again sooner. Still summer. Tibetan physicians feed
The sick ground up sapphires, emeralds, and rubies. Raw onion
Juice each morning burns a hole in the shoe but warts don't
Go away. Is this bliss? An approximation of the true nature of
Being? One way or another we get practical things done
And make love. Do yoga. Read Tarot Cards stoned on the
Floor. The Devil may be in the way, Pan energy and target
Out of focus. Still, it's a New Age this very minute! So I try
Again. Without and within, to not be so overbearing, to speak up!
How does one prove oneself to be great once subject to bliss?
It's a hit or miss proposition. But in theory the fun is over the top.June 7, 2001
4 Satellite
Lychee from outerspace. Essentializing argument. Wandering
Blind with a sense there's something else beyond scratching
Invisibly. Avon engagement ring from Strausstown yard sale
Silver and amethyst. Whatever anyone wants to give for anything
Locating a vehicle transmitting signals from the other side
You do that. Open a window so when I see sunlight silver leaves
There's no Other I'm imagining. No other side of things. Green
And here completely. I've always felt this planet's got a hidden
Agenda. There's something else I was meant to see, to be whole
Unseeking. Pilgrim put your bundle down, stop and weep at
Liquid beauty, dazzling refractions, facets, emanations, compassions
Paint. Screaming in a void for no particular reason, dysfunctional
Triangulations gone. Gone beyond. Beyond beyond. Hail!
I look up at the device that's you, the mirror you, see the universe
As whole encompassing you. Information travels up from the back
Side of the sphere to become global perception. Love. Ah, secret
Engagement! Advance deposit, down payment on union. Aha!
You, Barbi Doll in Queen of Hearts sleeping bag! I'm moving
A divining rod over subterranean oceans. Shhh! Ouija, Delphic Oracle,
Fortune Teller with yellow sapphire ring made to bring a man home
Now Universally Brilliant and whole telegraphing, telescoping
The unknown to be known, known to be kind, to carry sweet cures,
Shapely, fragrant, willingly naked illuminated quarry of pink
Marble waves, beyond fear's gloomy veil, you've come for me in
An impossible hour tearing time apart. What's come over me?
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