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Cante Jondo: When I Heard She Was Gone

My hands fell into my lap.
My palms
opened
face up.

I called out,
Who has a hand drum?
hoping to pound this
away from me.

I sang “Shenandoah,”
hoping to lure Death
far away, across the wide river —
but he stayed

for his flamenco moment.
Darkstruck guitar, dark heels and hands,
dark dance, dark jewel.
Cante jondo, they say. Deep, dark song.

Duende, putting a song into the air
to fill a hole
in the air. It’s not about death,
they say.  It’s about life.  And it is, and

they also say it is enough
though it is not enough.
But say it enough, maybe
it will become enough.

At the hospital, no music.
What sound they had for me was thin and cruel.
It’s nothing to repeat here.
I came home after I listened and heard enough,

and sat with
my hands
in my lap,
palms up.

Cante jondo, duende,
what can you bring to this,
to the hole in the air, to the not enough?
I am waiting to receive word

from far away, you rolling river,
from across the wide Missouri,
of dark eyes wide open,
a flash song in the deep, even just a chord.  That

will be enough,
even if at once
it is not enough again…oh,
where is my bright dancer?


Heads up

Storm has taken out my home internet for what may be a few days…so expect a slower posting schedule.  Thanks.


Just a note…the Meaningless Goal explained…

As of today, I’ve posted 900 individual new poems here since Jan.1, 2010.  My intention is to post 100 more by the end of the year, to make a two-year total of 1000 poems posted.

Why do I do this?  It’s explained on the “About” page here in detail, but here’s a capsule version.

Simply put, a few years ago I embarked on a project to make public my entire process as I created a body of work, posting ALL the poems I worked on over time in a single, publicly accessible blog.  I thought there might be some value in documenting this — all the poems, good, bad, and mediocre that I worked on over time.

I still think this is an interesting idea.  And I’m going to continue doing it.

I’ve been gratified by the feedback I’ve gotten from you over time.  I hope the work stands as a testament to how one poet explored themes multiple times, edited and revisited some works, and left others behind as failed experiments (there are a lot of those here, if you ask me).

As I move closer to the “Meaningless Goal” of 1000 poems in two years, I hope you continue to enjoy and find meaning in the overall work, as well as in individual pieces.  

Thanks for reading.  Onward, and I hope you continue reading. As always, I invite your feedback.

 


An online blog you should be reading…

My good friend, Victor Infante, has recently established a wonderful new poetry blog called “Radius.”  Some great and innovative features here with unique thought behind the connections among various aspects of the many-headed beast called poetry.

Subscribe if you like what you see; submit if you’ve got the work that meets the admittedly tight guidelines.  Highly recommended.

Radius:  From The Center To The Edge


Moanfully

A moanfully long
time for this to go on.

In the crickets’ legs,
grieving.

What a bright star —
no, that’s a can full of people

getting away.  If I could fly
I’d fly to them and knock

on the windows.  Wow,
they’d say.  What was that?

The grass hasn’t started growing
today, it awaits the sun —

signal to get moving toward
my eventual mowing.  (There it is again,

a death reference.)  God, I’m
boring myself.  Dating myself.

I’d never go out with me, who
am I kidding?  All this mope

and dim longing; all the snow
melting away, and all I see

is the trash underneath.  Spring’s
the hang-up season.  No reason

to weep, but weeping
is what works.  Ask the crickets,

who must be from Rome
and must be fireproof to have made

this a life’s work.  Must be
an alien song.  This doesn’t sound

like my planet, much as that
wasn’t my wishing star.

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Verge

stole the white
transistor radio
in brown leather case
my father never missed it

sat beneath the tree
that everyone claimed
bore figs once
then never again

captured and pilfered
baby birds that were kept
under the ribs of the dead boat up on sawhorses
until they flew or died  (either fate was thrilling)

under there
first my fort
then later
my palace of ill repute

hideaway for play-groping
with neighborhood girls
before any of us understood
tightrope of good touch

obsessing over pop music
learning every song
wrestling in the shade
under the dead boat

voting in favor of tightrope
of good touch
along the ribs
dreaming of figs

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A Typical Day

What to say
about today
when it’s just like
any other day — I

wake early.
Feed cat, drink tea.
Eat things as needed.
Read and

write,
and write, and write; in fact,
all the rest of the things I do
simply support the doing of
that. You might say
that on any given day
I’m a writer, it’s what
I am. What I do.
Any day I have,
is that day.

Somewhere in the ink
there’s another kind of day hiding
where I might be able to lay
off for a day, but I haven’t found it
yet. I write toward it
every day.

And yes, I make love now and then,
more then than now; and yes
I leave the house
and buy things now and then,
more now than then; love and
am loved, speak and am spoken to,
cry at appropriate times, laugh
when things are funny enough,

and close at hand always a guitar
as a break from everything else;
yeah, that’s a typical day —

and it goes on deep into the typical night.

But always, the writing
sits bedrock below it all;
cap on a magma flow
that burns and shines and steams.

A typical day
is about trying
to set that fire
like a gem
into dull metal.


Publication news

My poem “The Opening Of The 112th Congress” will be published here tomorrow morning.   I’ve published here before and am pleased to have been accepted once again.
The New Verse News is a great online journal that weds current events to poetry. Highly recommended.

The New Verse News

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2010 in review

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

Featured image

A helper monkey made this abstract painting, inspired by your stats.

The Louvre Museum has 8.5 million visitors per year. This blog was viewed about 81,000 times in 2010. If it were an exhibit at The Louvre Museum, it would take 3 days for that many people to see it.

In 2010, there were 634 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 3646 posts. There was 1 picture uploaded, taking a total of 4kb.

The busiest day of the year was November 6th with 4,000+ views. The most popular post that day was Gazelle Ghazal.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were alphainventions.com, blogsurfer.us, heavyrotations.com, networkedblogs.com, and facebook.com.

Some visitors came searching, mostly for northern lights tonight, northern lights tonight boston, northern lights, dark matter, and hummingbird prayer.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.

1

Gazelle Ghazal November 2010

2

To See the Northern Lights Tonight August 2010
8 comments

3

About March 2008

4

Show schedule, tracks, and more… May 2009

5

In Love April 2010
3 comments


600 Poems In 365 Days

Earlier this year, I posted that I’d posted 500 poems on this blog in 2010, which was an arbitrary amount I’d chosen even earlier in the year when it became clear that I was on a record pace for posting.

Since then, I’ve added another 100 poems, bringing the 2010 total to 600.  An equally arbitrary number, but one I’m proud of.  (For comparison’s sake — 2009 saw, very roughly, about 360-370 new poems posted on the blog.)

I’ve talked elsewhere on the site about why I post everything here — might be worth saying it again.

The Dark Matter blog is essentially an experiment in looking at an entire body of Work — the good, the bad, the mediocre, the false starts and good tries as well as the “successful poems” — as being, ultimately, more important than any one poem.  It’s an effort to see the trains of thought, the style shifts, and the themes as being all One Endeavor, one giant monster of artistic output.

Some have criticized it as being silly — that it limits, for instance, where I might submit poems for publication; that it keeps people from buying merchandise when they can get it all for free; that it doesn’t give the public only the best work I can do.

I just want to reiterate that I’ve carefully considered all that.  Certainly, there are some journals that won’t take my work because it appeared here first.  But over time, there’s a growing number of journals both in print and on the Web which do NOT consider an effort such as this to be a problem.  I think that trend will continue and I tend to only support those journals that work this way, and will only submit to them.

In addition, I think of publication elsewhere as just another aspect of the Work as a whole.  It’s not my be-all and end-all.  First and foremost, I want the Work to be available; there are various ways to do that.  Creating and publishing a manuscript — seeing a book as another art product built from the larger Work — is another.  I don’t see them as mutually exclusive.

As an old punk, I don’t need the validation of an artistic establishment to feel comfortable with my efforts.  I see this blog as a manifestation of a DIY spirit I cherish so much that I’ve got the letters “DIY” tattooed on my chest above my heart.  People will find the poems and like them or not; I made sure they were out there, the good, the bad, and the ugly.  That’s my job.

At any rate, I’ll likely move at a much slower pace here than in 2010.  I’ve got a lot of irons in the fire, both personally and professionally, and those will now move to center stage for a period of time.

I thank you for reading here, and please keep at it — there will be more of the Work posted here in 2011, if not quite so much as in the past year.  Will keep you posted as I go forward on other projects too, especially as they relate to the new Duende Project CD that will be released on Jan. 9th.  There will be gigs and public performances, new publications, and more.

Happy New Year to you all.  May the future bring you what you most desire.

Tony

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Lives Of The Artists

There was a point
in each life
when an explosion
turned the inside outside
and it was like a burst
in the night sky on a holiday,
and so on

until a look around confirmed:
it was all out there
and what was inside
was burnt to ash, and
then came the question:

what is next?

And so began the refilling
or the attempt at that. There were
experiments and failures
and now and then a replication
of fireworks but
still, it was not the same

and so they gather
more and more fuel, then sit
striking matches
to build a fire that will
burn steady and bright
for the long night ahead.

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Short hiatus from posting

I’ll be taking a short break from posting here to deal with some personal stuff.

Please feel free to look through the poems — 500 this year alone and close to 3000 on the blog as a whole — or go listen to tracks on the Reverbnation site, check out the show schedule, and more over the next few weeks.

Thanks for reading “Dark Matter.”

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Good Night Ferret, Good Night Cat

Good night,
says the ferret in the couch;

it’s been a good night
here in the seat cushions.

Good night,
says the cat in the closet;

it’s been a good night
here on the T-shirts.

Good night,
says the man on the couch in a T-shirt. 

It’s been a good night
watching you both figure out new ways

to be here, using the same things
I do in new ways, turning the house

I see as a coop
into a grand palace,

a playground full of possibilities.
I’m the worst animal here, I guess,

except I can write this
while you’re sleeping, make

a Himalaya
out of a dust bunny

while telling myself
it’s OK that my ass

hasn’t left this couch all night
because I wrote this.

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A break

I’m taking a short break from writing and posting poems here to focus on some other things. 

It’s a good opportunity, perhaps, for readers to catch up on past work?  Yes?  Perhaps read and comment on poems you might have missed, or to listen to tracks from The Duende Project?

Either way…I’ll be back.  Thanks for your time and all your past and continuing kind attention.

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A Little Experiment

Just a little something I fooled around with. I wrote the poem in the storyboard and then used the site to create the movie around it. Not the highest quality, but I thought it was reasonably interesting as a poem; I’ll make the animation better on the next one as I learn more about the site.

Thought some of you might want to try it yourselves…

http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6803335/