Collected Poems 1947-1997 - Ginsberg Allen - Страница 151
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myriad greenstar’d
leafarms
cradling white-walled
dewdrops
Telephone
pole trunk
stuck
out of old
landslide head
Covered with iceplant
green lobsterclaw
trefoil solid
edged,
pinked with
hundredfingerpetaled
Sea vine blossoms
Dry brown kelp
ribs washed
in a heap at
streamside in
wet brown sand
to listen to
oceanroar
and wait the
slow moon
tide.
Stream water
rushing flat through
beachmound
Sand precipices,
tiny wet arizonas
flood lips
—cliffs
cradling the last
graysmooth boulders
shat by the rains
pissed out
by spring storm
from
the forests
bladder
hills
Small granite
blackpocked
hearthstones
washed to last rest
Ocean wavelet’s
salt tongue
touching
forward thru
sand throated
streambed
to lave foam &
pull back bubbles
from the iron
Car’s rusty
under carriage
kelp pipes
& brown chassis,
one rubber wheel
black poked from
Sand mattresses
rock wash
O Kerouac
thy broken
car Behold
Digested in
Saltwater
sandbottom
giant soulless
Chicken
sea gizzard filled
with unthinking
marble rocks—
Poured down
road in
avalanche!
to the granite
snout of the
seacliff
O see the great
Snake kelp’s
beet green head still lettuce-
haired
stretch forth
a fingerthick tailroot
above seaweed broider
wavelets
rushing foam
tongued—
Was that kelp
Intelligent
Einstein hairleafed
faceless bulbhead
Oh father
Welcome!
The seal’s
head lifted
above the wave,
eyes watching
from black
face
in waterfroth
floating!
Come back again!
Huge white
waves rolling
in gray mist
birds flocking
rocks foamed
floating above
the
horizon’s
watery
wrinkled
skin
grandmother
oceanskirt
rumbling
pebbles
silver hair ear to ear
May 28, 1971
Hum Bom!
I
Whom bomb?
We bomb them!
Whom bomb?
We bomb them!
Whom bomb?
We bomb them!
Whom bomb?
We bomb them!
Whom bomb?
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