What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Monday, August 9, 2010

8/9
young mountain
lee side introspect...

new growth
forest reclaims
an abandoned
homestead...

secret pond teems
with swirling swallows--
strobing afterimages
like so many
Doc Ellis curveballs..

we sense a peak
is near...

summit
view of the Salish Sea
bestows electric awareness
of connectivity--
lysergic reminders
of relationships between parts
and wholes--
polarities reverse--reveal
spiral phyllotaxic patterns--
surging--receding...

the species seeks high places--
revelation--transfiguration--graces
seers with visions of essential unity...

we would reach
for understanding--explanation--
creation of meaning--

climbing slowly downward
from
one
true
thing

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