(MUTED) POWDER, Eagle Valley [ click photo for next / BUY photo online ]
Northeast Oregon . . .
THE WATERCOURSE WAY: The image above is of
the Powder River made just a few days ago, April
the 3rd, 2012. Notice that the water level is so
low that the original valley floor is now visible.
Given half a chance, the river moves instantly to
reorganize itself into new channels, what I think
of as flowforms. A wonderful thing happens when we
shift our thinking from "things," to "movement." As
things, a river and a poem do not have much in common.
But as movement, however, they potentially share a
very great deal. In the natural back and forth
between poem and river, we begin to see the river as
a living, breathing being, and we give new attention
to poems not so much as letters on a page, but rather
the rhythmic flow of sounds we hear.
On the road in the Northwest of America.
emerges out of movement;
It is the outward envelope
of the rhythmic pulse
TWO LITTLE POEMS WHICH SHARE
THE SAME FLOWFORM . . .
The Dance of Chance
of the dice...
The machine has no problem with
abstracting order from chaos,
whole songs computed at will. But
the beauty of the butterfly’s wings?
Just blind permutations, the in-
survival, selection, of small
sequenced array, or
the sure sign
open road, the future’s pathless
a l l ?
behind, tasks now foreign to straight
Closed doors reluctantly open
as that which is unfamiliar
into the outside within....
The necessary work
of inessential people, guests
s e l f - paid, the
price of membership to these strange
a l l.
[ from FIREWEED POEMS ]
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