06/04/94 Exercise #3
The ending brings you back
To the beginning
Hampstead transcribed
By way of Morningside Heights
My teacher’s note:
Very funny and convincing
Well done
Because it was real!
A real experience
Leading me to Real World
You reminisce before the tombstone
In Harwich
As you write this epilogue
And so we return
Full spiral
Through the Heart Chakra
To Assisa
Not because her name rhymes with Lisa
But to acknowledge her courage
In the face of the struggle
To the Sacred Marriage
Her dying to the Hieros Gamos
As the first wave
Crested
1962
The love child
Carrying the seed
Destroyed by Lilith
Shadow of Inanna
Clouding the tree
Of the expectant Love Goddess
Cut down by Gilgamesh
Cedar hewn into throne
And marriage bed
What might Alexandra
Had become
Had she endured her celestial labors
To the second wave
The baker dozen
Or two
Brownies on Independence Day
Celebrating the triumph
Over the shadow
In timely fashion
7/7/7
Furies circling
The big yellow house
With their death chant
Death
An injured eye
Forcing an inward gaze
The emerald star
On the forehead
Enticing you upward
Third eye ignited
With plans for Air
At the antique show
Totems calling your attention
The brass airplane pin
With rhinestone eyes
And snake bracelet
An artist dies everyday
Every action
A stab in the dark
Initials carved on
Bloodied instrument
Carving a space
For the new form
Space and time intersect
Saturn and Neptune
Dancing cheek to cheek
Round the Summer of Love
You know your position
In the cosmic unfolding
How you must condition
To die
Everyday
In order to claim it
After the funeral
Of the Queen
You make a call
A reservation on Virgin
So you will be New again
If you follow your dream
Bringing the past
From the shadows
Revolution around a spinning record
Reliving the past
By kicking the obstacles
From the turntable
You too, doomed
By the stars
With your Pisces Moon
Stranded in the 12th house
Without an outlet
The trail of indifferent women
Pushing you
To self-sabotage
But this time,
You surmounted
Water
Made it through
Submergence
Imprints of defeat
Transmuted into triumph
In the solar plexus
To the heart chakra
Your sun opposing your ruler
A closed system
The astrologer told you
Freedom, freedom, freedom
At any cost
The psychotic father
Who pushed the Edge
Until he fell face first
Into the abyss
But what are our stars
In the 21st century
But fate
Written in the heavens
Transcribed in earth
Inanna straddling her lions
From the clay tablets
We gain the knowledge
To bend fate
Into destiny
But what of the golden fox
Stalking you at the Cape
Your totem animal
Whispering a message
Be clever!
Venus rising from the bathtub
In her silk sheath
Radiating chartreuse
Bye descending
Into chaos
Preceding a new form
Oh Mercury!
You change direction now
Guide me
Through this earthly passage
Commitments, scheduling
Fitting into the form
Of the totem
Love’s relic
With its pomegranate stain
Replaced by thunderbolts
Electrifying Love's current
Through your body
Wired as it is
To the zeitgeist
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