posted March 16, 2003 07:34 PM            

"well, he can smell ...."

"why did you give that woman your money
because she'd told you she lost her billfold ?
how do you know she wasn't lying ?"

"I know she was crying ....."

"why give all your cash to that man on the sidewalk ?
just because he sits there and begs ?
how do you know he doesn't live in a home
better than your own ?

"I know he has no legs ....." Pages 445-446

How does one describe the most magical Canto in Gooberz (and, perhaps, the most synchronous chapter of any book anywhere) without giving away its many surprises? Discussing Gooberz without ruining it for those who have not yet read it is difficult, but this Canto is particularly so. So, I am forced to be a bit cryptic. But this Canto is nothing but fun. What a joy to see Linda happy again and to witness a real, true miracle unfold. Yes, Linda, you did finish your Happiness Poem, and you signed it with the astral imprint of your unmistakable "Love and Magic!"

The ship in the fog, the aching tooth, the mistake with Snyder's birthdate (mentioned in an earlier Canto) on the death certificate, the surname of the doctor who signed it, the unfamiliar--yet familiar-- hand, the silvery-wise eyes... *sigh* Need I say more?

posted March 17, 2003 04:25 PM              

Wow ! I wonder..is this the way it really is? I have much to ponder Randall !!

posted July 09, 2005 09:39 PM              

Home Again, Oh! Home Again.

all night long

all through that deep blue velvet night of peace
we exploded with stars, sang back to them
and affirmed our wonder
with ecstasies of intimacy and touching

sharing half-remembered fragments
without a need for words...we spoke silently, each to the other

yes, this singing body of mine
that lies here beside you, entwined and clinging fast
has known and belonged to the you-of-you
when it resided in his Temple, as now in yours
the pronouns blend together..his and yours

for he, my love, my only love-- he and you are simply
you

and the me-of-me
how many earthly heavens
has it visited with the you-of-you?
across how many forgotten beaches
have we walked along together
weaving in and out of this present existence
through our Saturn Seven cycles
while the golden serpent hiSSed its secret to us
as we remaind still blind and unaware?

Oh! we shall never again leave our Body Temples--these without eachother, playing karmic hide and seek
no, one shall wait longer and linger--the other will hasten
and not be late
and we shall stay, leaving only pre-arranged Saturnine appointment
moving into even cooler, grander alabaster Temples..never parted

our Saturn Seven cycles are close together in Earth time
by planetary movement
thank God for that karmic blessing
and bless the pain that earned it for us

throughout..how many incarnations?

oh, darling, when you went away.. before I could forgive you- her
you should have left a note to tell me into which Temple you moved

you chose another painted horse to ride
so I could not find you for the longest, longest time

and..I almost fell off the Carousel

I really nearly did..

PG 506.

TELEPATHIC TELEGRAMS FROM OUR EASTER UNION

isn't it strange, the way we read each other's minds
and the many other kinds
of uncanny anticipation we've discovered between us?

when we call each other
we answer the phone before it rings
and since you touched me
I hear the song of a bird before it sings

last night you whisperd

"darling, I knew why you cried
before you told me
in the same way that I tremble inside
before you hold me"

"oh, yes, it's true!" I whispered back
"I tremble inside when you hold me too
and I always know you will.. just before you do
its like being one beat ahead of the pulse of the Universe
now that we've learned that a Little Prince
can love one rose- and mountains can truly fly!"

"...and that druids are real people
who can laugh and cry
and we have a whole shining lifetime together
to teach eachother why

the miracle of Us...is not easily defined
because, all we really know..."

"...is that it was planned
many eons ago..."

"yes..before you were born, I was yours, and before I was born...you were mine"

I also enjoyed Slipping Off the Time Track She's far away with the him-of-him in another time and place, remembering her past lives while he is believing in magic it was so nice to experience that with her.

posted March 22, 2006 02:38 AM              

LOVING AND KNOWING AND LOVING IS KNOWING, WHICH RHYMES!

HAPPY THOUGHTS,