What we could say
is hidden
behind our words
EL SEBBO
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28 May 2008 • 8:05 am 0
heavy wind, but no rain
Tonight
a violent wind
blows the city
to dust
Trees bend
people squint
as if in bright
sunlight
A haze
envelops the streets
women wrestle their skirts
hair tossed
every which way
A violent wind
shreds the city
tonight
Palm fronds litter
Sunset Boulevard
the homeless huddle
like refugees
in the entryway
of a long abandoned
nightclub
The weather
is the one thing
this town cannot control
(D. James)
Filed under: art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing , city, dust, hollywood, nature, weather, wind
27 May 2008 • 2:30 pm 1
Japanese lawnmower
I am mowing the lawn
a blackbird keeps me company
- almost a haiku
EL SEBBO
Filed under: poetry
26 May 2008 • 7:00 am 2
dead-stop
Spun out
with nowhere
to turn
Looking for
a piece of mind
Knowing it’s
what we make of it
that matters
But still holding back
giving in to frustration
and wasting countless hours
(D. James)
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23 May 2008 • 6:15 am 0
Precaution
I am wearing shades
because I am afraid
my eyes might exist
EL SEBBO
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22 May 2008 • 7:00 am 0
self-referential riddle #1
If I told you
I wrote this
for the sake
of writing it
Made it up
just now as
the words for
their meaning
and nothing
more
Would it hold
weight …
respond to gravity?
Or do we have
to assign some other
definition to make it
a poem,
something greater
than what it is?
(D. James)
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21 May 2008 • 11:11 am 0
TRACERS (To R. Rauschenberg)
Robert Rauschenberg has passed away
unfortunately death is not transparent
EL SEBBO
Filed under: art, literature, poem, poetry
20 May 2008 • 11:12 am 0
silent mind
19 May 2008 • 3:12 pm 0
No one transmitting
internet line down for 5 days
stuck here with my own words, munching on my dead
EL SEBBO
Filed under: poetry
16 May 2008 • 4:21 pm 0
write what you know
14 May 2008 • 7:19 am 0
dreaming of silence
Talk talk talk …
words without meaning
phrases that go nowhere
What does any
of this accomplish?
I’d discuss it
but that only
leads us back
to the beginning
(D. James)
Filed under: art, bad poetry, bad sex and bad breath, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing , silence, words
13 May 2008 • 12:38 pm 0
Perfection
sun goes down moon comes up
I hold one in each hand
EL SEBBO
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12 May 2008 • 4:38 am 0
weather crimes
Los Angeles is pointless
under clouds
and cool temperatures
The palm trees
and imported cars
need the glint
to show their worth
It’s harder to defend
this almost-city
when the weather
plays the hostile witness
(D. James)
Filed under: art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing , cars, clouds, LA, palm trees, sun, weather
9 May 2008 • 12:30 pm 0
Double lines
the apple-tree is blossoming
the songs of the birds again have meaning
EL SEBBO
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8 May 2008 • 7:30 am 2
bring a flashlight
7 May 2008 • 2:38 pm 0
Periphery
I am writing a poem in my garden
the sun at the periphery of my thoughts
EL SEBBO
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6 May 2008 • 7:16 am 0
Nowhere, actually
They talk
and talk
then talk
some more
Saying the most
benign things
about the weather
or what someone else
has already said
I look for silence
But still they talk
and talk
without really saying
anything
In the end
I wonder …
do these words
really get us anywhere?
(D. James)
Filed under: art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing , silence, sound, talking, words
2 May 2008 • 12:00 am 1
Liberal
I want to live
in a god-less
world
A place where
common-sense
and logic
triumph over
greed
insecurity
fear
and hate
A world that
puts humans
above corporations
where government
works in the interests
of the people,
all the people,
instead of against them
I want to live
in a world
where the truth
is a good thing
where knowledge
outweighs ignorance
Because frankly
I’m tired of hearing
these fantasies rooted
in gross unrealities
of heaven and hell
And I don’t think
it’s possible to move
to a better world
without forsaking
these fallacies of
nationalism
patriotism
and worst of all
religion
You can attack
me all you want
but the truth
will bear out
(D. James)
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1 May 2008 • 9:55 am 0
Fall
When things fall
objects happen
EL SEBBO
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