“…difficult to tell where the veined grassroot
of one’s life commenced and the rocking
cliff of illusion ended.”
– Wilson Harris, Heartland (1964)
Nude for truth . we can't find keys to harbours
safe + the passwords for your computer | your wife
hired a lawyer . that loose block in the basement
wall? prayers track stuffed sin.
Planet population beeps . guess where numbers
falling? Wake to work from home . outside skin
tent in muddah millions | someone came forward
about lambing meets you said meant nothing.
Moments of silence mark nations missing stand up
comedy; + nutrient-rich dinners that look like poop
on the plate | Oh, the Admin room for intermittent
Couples Only . enter Take nah.
^
Birds in glow worm pursuit crash into Tech
towers; with pork rind bait fish^hook men cast
passage lines.
/ Our Davina
Liksamber running for President . likes science
social reads.
Look out the window
navels point show grafters hostin’ shake hand
licks . ask no question exam passing.
\ Swing miss
deceived, pitch désolé . reset the play, duck worn.
– W.W.
[ In mem : Rooplall Monar . 1945 – 2024 ]
YUH RAP SO (0.7)
All intelligence, first + last, will obey
That perverse gene informing all of Nature
From cloud to seed: the buried seed splits, eager
To sprout + keeps shooting up + branching through
The gnarls of its demanding mind as it moves
Towards both the cloud + the Sun their source still
Haunting the course of the seed’s intractable
Urge to burst beyond its skin so as to stay
True to its pulse that cannot unlearn its law
(from “Raponani” by Brian Chan, 2023)
FARJOURNEY CARIBBEAN 