Wednesday, May 29, 2013

The Maltese Falcon.

Everyone should go to see the terra cotta soldiers.

An army must intimidate the enemy before it can proceed.  If you
Look at them in formation and the things being made then

You are the enemy.

If you wind up in their balm and nature you are the enemy.

Launch every pacific lungful of arrows and then

For your own dirty feet to come and rescue you by the heels.

Pace, beside yourself,

Like an articulate war curse or a soft
Potter's bowl.

Everyone should see the cool fireplace, and the pot,

And the pea-bellied hungry people, sculpted
in wet, slip-coated strokes.