luminous

gold-capped bottle
of plumeria oil
transported in jacket pocket
revealed in fading-sun kitchen

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white man’s land liana comments
upon the discovery of the
collared / leashed status
of the barking dogs
that compel her to reach down and grab a rock

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there are no stairs
in taos she declares
near the goldfish pond
noting the seriousness
of this slinky dilemna

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poet/farmer/activist she says
perched in an oversize
wood-carved chair
that requires a short ladder
to get up and into
whose perch offers peak views
and the pinking of clous
in a dusky sky
posing a question of preferences:ropes and knots

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the trick she syas
(to hula hooping)
is wide feet
one in front, one in back
and rocking

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perched at kidsize
blue picnic table
we lean in
laughing about the difference
between a chimineeeya
and a chiminea

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blue handled scissors for
cutting along the lines
a sheet of temporary
math tattoos
while the four of us sit
and sip at the best seat in the house
at the adobe bar
(sunken area
next to the flame-filled fireplace)

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arm-in-arming it
down the curving
sidewalks of kit carson
in the dark
which comes so soon
these days

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i don’t call them my dead
instead i say those who no longer inhabit
this world of the living
and introduce them
photo by photo
name by name

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fellowhsip of the fellows
minus the mysterious nicholas
gathered for the final time
around a pot of thai bastard soup
passing stories in french/english/spanish
partaking in a writing game and
engaging questions of community programming/arts practices
luminous generosity one might say
about the tune/tone

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to fall in love
says violeta, 70 years
when asked what’s the big change
she wants to make
in her life
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leon tells me
at the table
how to say hello in navajo/dine’
(yah’ at’ eh)
talks about not making eye contact
(a glance at first, but then looking away)
because it’s read as aggressiveness
and mentions conditions
similar to a third world country
the kind of thing there is no way
to prepare for
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brilliant collaborationship (small projects and life projects)
meaningful work
banishing fear and what gets in the way
deep connection to land and people
same shit i write every month i say
joking about my addition
to the go-around of wishes

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jeff the percussionist/projectionist
grandfather of three (each aged 2 1/2)
and the power of what he wishes me
for my journey into the four corners
which i take into my heart
strength
hardyness

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you’re walking away from yourself
leon describes the psychological condition
of leaving one’s creative practice

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we shut this place DOWN i joke
with mara making my way out the door
of our soup gathering site at 12:45 am
after party at my place i pretend shout