Weekly Poem: Nature is Inevitable

July 22, 2013

Voices, Art / Culture, Poetry

Don’t think about what’s inevitable, give it corn.
Give it a pint of cow dung, give it your underwear.
Not everything that’s inevitable is
You think the world’s coming to an end, give it the finger.
After all you’re not killing anyone, you’re not executing.
You’re just commenting. You have a right to choose what you say.
I’ve come back from the costume of my past & I’m inevitable.
And I’m not causing a little girl with flaming arm crying for help
to face the future you’ve given her: the power-mongers who
stick money up their ass & fart gas, are —
causing this war against the spirit, this war against the Earth
this war against the god of my parents.
A turnaround is simply a laugh in their face.
Use your power to stabilize your direction –-
If you’re on the side of creativity you’re on the side
of an open-mind
So Earth folds from the inside out & makes a change.

Thumb your nose at the Fűhrer, the Hitler, the punk-head
the head of secrecy, the fool that causes violence
is violence, laugh the fucker out of town
hand his foibles to him in a stick of fake dynamite
& burn his porno collection in effigy: nothing’s inevitable.
Stand up for the right to choose, the guts of common sense.
The serenity of peace in your own backyard.
The crazy nature of the true American, innovative to the core,
the Mark Twain in every string of your being, every
breath of fresh air, Tom Paine in the gut, HL Mencken
in the spirit, Molly Ivins in the tongue, the brain
entwined with truth, Rosa Parks sitting down on their
inevitability, Emily Dickinson hymning poems against their hypocrisy,
Amy Goodman exposing the crack in their lives,
Chomsky, Hightower, Barbara Boxer parading
the flag of their lies in their faces. Stand up for
the crack in their inevitability, the great fall, the collapse
the tenuous vibration that precedes their vomiting up foul spirit,
their pig-headed indifference to the suffering they bring on,
their limitless lack of compassion & voluminous self-righteousness.
Their power is not inevitable, it’s on melting ice,
nothing is more un-American than these creepy fascist fat-heads
who think they’re inevitable. Thin melting ice.

Only Nature is inevitable.




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Larry Goodell

Larry was born in Roswell, NM in 1935 and has lived in Placitas, NM since '63. He studied poetry at USC and with Robert Creeley in NM, went to the Vancouver Poetry Conference of '63 to study with Olson, Ginsberg, Duncan, Whalen, went to the Berkeley Poetry Conference in '65, and married photographer/artist Lenore Goodell in '68. He founded Duende Press in '64 followed by Fervent Valley. He fabricated then staged his first event poems at the Thunderbird Bar in Placitas and at UNM. In 1972 he toured the country doing poetry performances with Stephen Rodefer. He's organized readings for Downtown Saturday Night, the Rio Grande Writers Association, the Central Torta Series, Albuquerque United Artists, and for many years the Living Batch Bookstore. More recently Silva's Saloon and the ongoing Duende Poetry Series. His Here On Earth is available from La Alameda Press. He is one of two recipients of the 2013 Gratitude Award from New Mexico Literary Arts. For more information about his online work see http://about.me/larrygoodell

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