Showing posts with label Jack brummet poem - Changes Series. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jack brummet poem - Changes Series. Show all posts

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Complete list of Jack Brummet poems published on All This Is That



I have a selfish reason for posting these indexes every six months or so. . .it's the way I keep track of all these poems and save them to an actual manuscript. . .like we did in the old days. I long ago learned in my line of work that computers, hard drives, and software can only be trusted so far (not as far as you can throw them). Sometimes the only copy of a poem exists temporarily on All This Is That, until I save it off with its brothers, sisters, and cousins on a couple (four separate) hard drives (my work drive, my work external USB drive, my home drive, and my home external drive). But even then, I am never sure. . .I've been burned that many times! My mistrust is so all-encompassing, I don't write or create anything on a computer that isn't being saved every five minutes. My fear of flying is a minor peccadillo compared to my fear of hard drives.

Following is a list of poems from November 15, 2004 up to a couple of days ago. The other reason for an index or list is in case anyone wants to dip in and read a few. Writing poetry and biography was the ostensible reason I started this blog four years ago, but in the interim, art, lists, parody and satire, ufo's and greys, travelogues from Europe, Asia, Texas, England, Mexico, New York City, California, and Boston, and most of all, politics have also weaseled in, and like the proverbial camel's nose in the tent, have claimed their own chunk of turf here. That's OK too, but I admit having a soft spot in my heart for the poems.

The days when thousands of people visit here don't happen on the poetry days. It's the cheap shots, stories with a high placement in Google (Condaleeza Rice Naked, Enumclaw horse sex, etc.) parodies, scandalous stories, and tantalizing headlines that suck people in. I just kind of hope they poke around and find a hillbilly story or poem or painting or even some blatherings by Pablo Fanque they like.

Summer leaves in autumn hit the winter of their life
The islands from eight miles high
from the Poetry Generator: The Cloud Endures
Survival
Poem In Gorene
The listing freighter in the harbor at Kato Zakris
Rocks, flowers, and walls
Prayers In Istanbul
Sailng To Athens
That Cold Island Across The Sea
Moslems vs. Nazarenes vs. Pagans
Just Beneath The Topsoil
Sailing To Naxos, or, The Vortex
Flying, depending on the context, is better than not flying
Endurance & Limits
Scarred For Life
One of those days
Delusion
The Variations (newly revised)
How He Lived
The Broken Chord
Stackabones (for Claire)
In California, I write down the names of every great tree name I can remember
When the devil comes knocking
Into the wind
The Outlet
The riptide beneath my feet
The sounds on Puget Sound
Stages
But you can't
[with your back to the wall]
[The surging sea]
Are they on the way or is it "just my 'magination (once again)?"
The telepath
Catch 23
Narcissism
Midnight Madness
Grey USA
On seeing the photo of a long lost friend
Imaginary Friends
Alkyvision
[The streetlight's blue shadows...]
There's A Civil War In His Head
[Jesus Walks On Water]
On The Plain: just a song of Gomorrah
Why I won't run for President
The story of a long long journey
Dawdling
Landing, or, Aviophobia, Part 26
The eyes have it
You Rehearse Dying
How the first baby in the world
The Big Boat
Babylon and the unfinished tower
Late Spring
Higher Ground
Poem: The Icarus Factor).
Truism 1
The Grey Convoy Flies Over the UFO Crash Site
Dual Mortality
Ephemeral Communications
toast
3 A.M.
I'm agnostic about atheism
Snow Day In Kirkland, Washington
Squirrel poem
Going Mad Might Be Like A Bad Eight Track Tape Deck
Fall Haiku
Jericho & How Joshua Caused The Walls To Come Tumbling Down
The Orgy In The Pantry (starring Duncan Hines, Betty Crocker, Pilsbury Dough Boy, Aunt Jemima, Chef Boy-Ar-Dee and more
With Or Without The Words
Hello. . .My poem is. . .
You Gather Your Friends
The Way We Were
The White FlagThe Cover-up
The Good German
Dream Of The Grey
Torches & Pitchforks
The Red Flag
Don't look back
The Tenth Planet (Or An Incredible Facsimile?)
Anger management is a slippery slope
the vault
The Moon's In Tune
Another politician resigns in disrace
Rub-a-dub
Tendrils
The Candidate
Reds
Making Room
The revolt in heaven Found Poem: The Richmond Hill Oracle
The Robot Wars
Ten ways of looking at lies
The Broken Chord
With our heads in the sand during the transit and eclipse
the sun plays its red song
Litany
Poem: The Developers
A raindrop's life
The mystery of the first amendment to the Ten Commandments
The Bay Of Delusion
Mad Song
Reasons To Keep On
Conspiracy Theory
The Moon Race
Mr. Flue's Grave In Hillcrest Cemetary, Kent, Wash.
The World Seems Especially Calming And Verisimilitudinous Today
Kent, Washington
Rollover
[It's the Lee Harvey Oswald smile]
Zombie Breakdown
Heaven
Sonnet For Hari
Defensive Daydreaming
The Dream
Dogpaddling
The Prostethic Head & The Absence Of Blood
Tetuan - "No Paranoia, My Friend"
The Grey Ambassador
The Bad Movie
The Bucket
The Man In The Mirror
Liftoff Optimism
Perspective
A Flight Of Swallows
Audioblog - The Prevaricator
Weather Report
Your Wooden Leg
The Revelations
The Revelations Sermon At The First Church Of The Mojo Apocalypse
Dosvidaniya, Ivan Ivanovitch
The Late Excavation
Jack Kerouac, Meet John Barleycorn
The Gideon Bible In My Nightstand
At The Acropolis
When Aliens Land, Or, The Return Of The King
The sous-chef is a sociopath
James Wright
Falling
[Life Is Not A Hardy Novel]
Seven
Coyote Comes Home Like A Salmon
Shorts For Jerry Melin ca. about 1988
Bird
Monism
The Golden Rule
The Countdown
AT HILLCREST CEMETARY IN KENT, WASHINGTON, I WALK BY THE GRAVE OF SAM THE GRASSEATER
Notes On Flying
Daybreak
Explosions
Not Past Tense Yet
the glass is not half-full
It's Getting Crowded Here
Li Po In Disgrace
The Clock
A Love Song
Bad Timing
The Killer
The Absence of Footprints
Growing Up
Gone Fishing
The M.D.s
Acrylic
The Marriage
Driving Home To Seattle, We Watch Deer Drinking from the Skookumchuck River
---o0o---

Saturday, July 07, 2007

An Index of Jack's poetry published in All This Is That

An index of poems by Jack published here over the last three years, from November, 2004-July, 2007. Except: the 64 poems all based on the Book of Changes,

Index of the 64 poems in rhe Changes cycle
You Rehearse Dying
How the first baby in the world
The Big Boat
Babylon and the unfinished tower
Late Spring
Higher Ground Poem:
The Icarus Factor).
Truism 1
The Grey Convoy Flies Over the UFO Crash Site
Dual Mortality
Ephemeral Communications
toast
3 A.M.
I'm agnostic about atheism
Snow Day In Kirkland, Washington
Squirrel poem
Going Mad Might Be Like A Bad Eight Track Tape Deck
Fall Haiku
Jericho & How Joshua Caused The Walls To Come Tumbling Down
The Orgy In The Pantry (starring Duncan Hines, Betty Crocker, Pilsbury Dough Boy, Aunt Jemima, Chef Boy-Ar-Dee and more
With Or Without The Words
Hello. . .My poem is. . .
You Gather Your Friends
The Way We Were
Scarred for life
The White Flag
The Cover-up
The Good German
Dream Of The Grey
Torches & Pitchforks
The Red Flag
Don't look back
The Tenth Planet (Or An Incredible Facsimile?)
Anger management is a slippery slope
the vault
The Moon's In Tune
Another politician resigns in disrace
Rub-a-dub
Tendrils
The Candidate
Reds
Making Room
The revolt in heaven
Found Poem: The Richmond Hill Oracle
The Robot Wars
Ten ways of looking at lies
The Broken Chord
With our heads in the sand during the transit and eclipse
the sun plays its red song
Litany
Poem: The Developers
A raindrop's life
The mystery of the first amendment to the Ten Commandments
The Bay Of Delusion
Mad Song
Reasons To Keep On
Conspiracy Theory
The Moon Race
Mr. Flue's Grave In Hillcrest Cemetary, Kent, Wash.
The World Seems Especially Calming And Verisimilitudinous Today
Kent, Washington
Rollover
[It's the Lee Harvey Oswald smile]
Zombie Breakdown
Heaven
The Variations
Sonnet For Hari
Defensive Daydreaming
The Dream
Dogpaddling
The Prostethic Head & The Absence Of Blood
Tetuan - "No Paranoia, My Friend"
The Grey Ambassador
The Bad Movie
The Bucket
The Man In The Mirror
Liftoff
Optimism
Perspective
A Flight Of Swallows
Audioblog - The Prevaricator
Weather Report
Your Wooden Leg
The Revelations Sermon At The First Church Of The Mojo Apocalypse
Dosvidaniya, Ivan Ivanovitch
The Late ExcavationJack Kerouac, Meet John Barleycorn
The Gideon Bible In My Nightstand
At The Acropolis
When Aliens Land, Or, The Return Of The King
The sous-chef is a sociopath
James Wright
Falling
[Life Is Not A Hardy Novel]
Seven
Coyote Comes Home Like A Salmon
Shorts For Jerry Melin ca. about 1988
Bird
Monism
The Golden Rule
The Countdown
When Aliens Land, Or, The Return Of The King
AT HILLCREST CEMETARY IN KENT, WASHINGTON, I WALK BY THE GRAVE OF SAM THE GRASSEATER
Notes On Flying
Daybreak
Explosions
Not Past Tense Yet
the glass is not half-full
It's Getting Crowded Here
Li Po In Disgrace
The Clock
A Love Song
Bad Timing
The Killer
The Absence of Footprints
Growing Up
Gone Fishing
The M.D.s
Acrylic
The Marriage
Driving Home To Seattle, We Watch Deer Drinking from the Skookumchuck River
---o0o---

Friday, April 27, 2007

The "Changes" cycle of poems is complete (Index to the Changes Poems)

I first started these poems on March 19, 2006. At first, it was hard not to write the other poems. And then it became an obsession. Thirteen months later—last night, in fact—I finished No. 64, the last one.

This cycle of poems is loosely based on the 64 hexagrams of the I-ching (along with some of their commentaries). I mainly used the Wilhelm-Baynes translations, although I sometimes consulted a couple of others, like Legge's. Some of them were written in one sitting, and others germinated for weeks (usually when I was stuck).

One of my favorite parts of doing All This Is That has been the series: the paintings and bios of all the Presidents of the Unites States; the 50 heroes and villains paintings; and the long-running Alien Lore series (which I have yet to actually index...if you want to see them, this G.I.S. seems to capture most of them. At least fifteen of these are among my favorite poems I've written in the last couple of years. I am done, and now I feel freed up, and can go back to writing about whatever strikes me at the moment. That will be either liberating, or spooky. We'll find out soon.

Index of the Changes Poems:

Changes One/Action
Changes Two/The Receptive
Changes Three/Trouble Ahead
Changes Four/The Young Shoot
Changes Five/The waiting
Changes Six/Conflict
Changes Seven/The Army
Changes Eight/Holding Together
Changes Nine/The taming power of the small
Changes Ten/treading
Changes Eleven/Peace
Changes twelve/standing still
Changes 13/Fellowship
Changes 14/Possession
Changes 15/The Armies Of The Night
Changes 16/Enthusiasm, or, the king begins to falter
Changes 17/Following
Changes 18/Fixing what has spoiled
Changes 19/The Approach
Changes 20/Contemplation
Changes 21/Biting Through
Changes 22/Grace
Changes 23/Splitting Apart
Changes 24/The Turning Point (for S.A.D.)
Changes 25/The Unexpected
Changes 26/The Taming Power of the Great
Poem: Changes 27/Taking Care
Poem: Changes 28/ Ta Kuo—Preponderance of the Great
Poem: Changes 29/The Abysmal
Poem: Changes 30/Clinging
Poem: Changes 31/Influence
Poem: Changes 32/Duration
Poem: Changes 33/Retreat Is Not Surrender—
Poem: Changes 34/ The Power of the Great
Poem: Changes 35/Progress
Poem: Changes 36/How to keep moving in the darkening of the light
Poem: Changes 37/ The Family
Poem: Changes 38/Opposition
Poem: Changes 39/Obstruction
Poem: Changes 40/Deliverance
Poem: Changes 41/Decrease
Poem: Changes 42/Increase
Poem: Changes 43/Breakthrough!
Poem: Changes 44/Coming to Meet
Poem: Changes 45/Gathering Together (a/k/a population explosion)
Poem: Changes 46/Pushing Upward
Poem: Changes 47/Exhaustion
Poem: Changes 48/The Well
Poem: Changes 49/Revolution
Poem:: Changes 50/The Caldron
Poem: changes 51/The Arousing
Poem: Changes 52/Keeping Still
Poem: Changes 53/Gradual Progress
Poem: Changes 54/Marrying Maiden
Poem: Changes 55 /Fullness
Poem: Changes 56/The Wanderer
Poem: Changes 57/The Gentle
Poem: changes 58/Progress
Poem: Changes 59/Dispersion
Poem: Changes 60/Limitation
Poem: Changes 61/ Inner Truth
Poem: Changes 62/Preponderance of the Small
Poem: Changes 63/After Completion
Poem: Changes 64/Before Completion
---o0o---

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Poem: Changes 64/Before Completion


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The transition from disorder to order
Is not yet complete—
You walk with the caution of a fox

Over rotten ice,
Ears tuned to the cracking of the ice
Or a rumble from below.

As mother nature
Puts the knife to your back,
You glide circumspectly across the safe spots.

Fire over water
Is the image before the transition,
Where everything settes into place.

If you wish to achieve an effect
Investigate the nature of the force
In question and ascertain its proper place.

If you bring these forces to bear on target,
They will have the desired effect
And completion will be achieved.

But to handle external forces properly,
You must arrive at the correct standpoint yourself.
Only from this vantage can you work.

You brakes the wheels.
The time to act has not yet come.
You must have a vehicle

To make the crossing
—Patience in the highest sense—
Means putting on the brakes.

A new situation must be created.
You engage the energies of able helpers
So this fellowship can take the decisive step

And cross the great water
Into the Devil's Country.
The sun shines forth in redoubled beauty

And the new era appears
All the more glorious by contrast
With the misery of the old.

We must be in heaven.
I don't see many people,
But the animals are all here, reporting for duty.
---o0o---

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Poem: Changes 63/After Completion


1
The transition from confusion to order is completed
And everything is in its proper place.
Even in particulars

—When perfect equilibrium has been reached—
Any movement may cause order.
In transition from the old to the new time,

Indifference is the root of all evil.
Take thought of misfortune
And arm yourself against it in advance.

2
The finest clothes turn to rags.
Be careful all day long.
While man sees what is before his eyes, God looks into the heart.

3
After crossing a stream
Your head can get into the water
Only if you are so imprudent as to turn back

As long as you move forward
And do not look back,
You escape the danger.

With each glance
You're tempted to sneak
You remember the woman with no name—

Lot's Wife—
Standing in the hail
Of fire and brimstone.

She glanced back
At Gomorrah and turned
Into a pillar of salt.
---o0o---

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Poem: Changes 62/Preponderance of the Small




Small things may be done
Great things should not be done
The flying bird brings the message

It is well to remain below
Great good fortune
A bird should not try to surpass itself

And fly into the sun
It should descend home
To the earth and its nest
---o0o---

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Poem: Changes 61/ Inner Truth


1
The wind blows over the lake.
The water's surface ripples as the visible
Effects of the invisible appear.

2
Pigs and fishes are the least intelligent
Of all animals and therefore
the most difficult to influence.

The force of inner truth must grow strong
Before its influence
Extends to such creatures.

With people as intractable and difficult
To influence as a pig or a fish,
Success depends on the right approach.

3
A crane calls
In the shade.
Its young answers.

4
I have a good goblet.
We share
A glass of wine.

5
You find a comrade.
Now he beats the drum, now he stops.
Now he sobs, now he sings.

No matter how close you are,
If your center of gravity
Depends on them, you are tossed

To and fro between joy and sorrow.
The moon is nearly full.
The team horse goes astray.

6
The cock is dependable.
It crows at dawn,
But it cannot fly itself to heaven.
---o0o---

Friday, April 20, 2007

Poem: Changes 60/Limitation





A lake is hemmed in.
When more water floods in it overflows.

If we live economically in normal times
We are prepared for times of want.

It is necessary however to set limits
Even upon limitation.

Confucius says: where disorder develops,
Words are the first steps.


If germinating things are not handled
With discretion their perfection is impeded.

When the time for action has come,
The moment must be quickly seized.

Just as water first collects in a lake
Without flowing out, it is certain


To find an outlet when the lake is full.
And so it is in our lives.


Hesitation is good
Until the time for action arrives.


Once the obstacles to action have been removed,
Hesitation leads to disaster as the window closes.



---o0o---

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Poem: Changes 59/Dispersion

The wind blows over water,
Dissolving it into foam and mist.
The king approaches his temple.

The sacred music
And splendor of the ceremonies
Arouse a strong tide

Of emotion shared in unison
By our hearts,
Awakening our consciousness

To the origin of all creatures.
In common cause,
All barriers dissolve.

When a boat crosses a great stream,
When the wind drives over the water,
The call goes out: all hands on deck!
---o0o---

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Poem: changes 58/Progress

1
There will be progress
At the end of the line.

There will be good fortune
if you have inward harmony.

Occasions for repentance will disappear.
You will have no more regrets.

2
Sometimes you forget and trust
A person who would injure you.

3
The airs of spring begin to blow
And the vapours rise and descend again.
---o0o---

Monday, April 16, 2007

Poem: Changes 57/The Gentle

1
The wind that scatters the gathered clouds
leaves the sky clear and serene

a penetrating clarity of judgment
thwarts the dark and hidden motives

a strong leader uncovers and breaks up
the intrigues which shun the light of day

by an influence that never lapses
less striking to the eye

than those won by surprise attack
but more enduring and complete.

2
Only when the insidious influence
works always in the same direction

can the object be attained
the winds follow one upon the other

the penetration of the wind
depends upon its relentlessness

in advance
and in retreat.

3
Gentleness is taken to the point of indecision
and one does not act resolutely

a thousand doubts crop up
as you play out the what if scenarios

resolute discipline is far better
than irresolute license

at times one has to deal with hidden enemies
—intangible dark and nefarious—

that slink into dark corners
and affect people by suggestion

you must trace these things back
to the secret crevasses

to determine the nature of the threat
and then delete the influences

when these influences are exposed
they lose their power over people

deliberation brings fresh doubts and scruples
when you are unable to act

no beginning, but an end
before the change and after the change.
---o0o---

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

चंगेस - थे वान्देरेर

1
थे मौन्तैं स्तान्ड्स स्टील
अबोवे इत फायर रिसेस उप —

स्त्रंगे लंड्स एंड सेपरेशन
अरे थे वान्देरेर'एस लोट

व्हें होम इस थे रोड़
कुशन एंड रिज़र्व प्रोतेच्त यू फ्रॉम एविल —

2
थे फायर ओं थे मौन्तैं
रसस ओं तो न्यू फुएल

लिके थे वान्देरेर
व्हो कोमेस तो अन इन्

थे इन् बर्न्स डाउन
एंड थे स्त्रन्गेर इन अ स्त्रंगे लैंड

हस नो वनडे लेफ्ट — कोड रेड —
सिर्चुम्स्तान्सस काउसे उस तो सीक

ओर प्लेस इन फॉरेन पार्ट्स
लिके व्हें अ बर्ड'एस नेस्ट बर्न्स उप —

एंड फ़ॉर थे रेस्ट
औफ़ हेर दय्स

शे सेक्स अ होम
शे नेवर फिन्ड्स.
---o0o---

Poem: Changes 56/The Wanderer




1
The mountain stands still
Above it fire rises up—

Strange lands and separation
Are the wanderer's lot

When home is the road
Caution and reserve protect you from evil—

2
The fire on the mountain
Races on to new fuel

Like the wanderer
Who comes to an inn

The inn burns down
And the stranger in a strange land

Has no one left —CODE RED
Circumstances cause us to seek

Our place in foreign parts
Like when a bird's nest burns up—

And for the rest
Of her days

She seeks a home
She never finds.
---o0o---

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Poem: Changes 55 /Fullness



Plots and intrigue shade us
Like a solar eclipse.

Darkness is on the wane
As humanity coalesces,
Marching to civilization.
Just when things look brightest,
You remember the decline will follow.
You want to be the midday sun
Gladdening everything under heaven,
But achieve the opposite
With your reverse Midas touch.
Sometimes you lay down the law
And sometimes you enforce it:
You want to be the master of all
But lose your family
And find yourself alone

In the dim light
Under a pale paring of the moon
Walking on a dark road into the west.
---o0o---