I Don’t Know Where the Poem Starts and My Life Ends …

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How even the plain
The air is still
Must be another world
Time is silent too.

Holler gospel music on the radio.
Bath is running
The aches of the day have not yet set in.

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No news radio available right now.

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It was.
Wasn’t it. Was it?
Yes, it was.

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Nothing here….

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The nuclear world is not the nuclear family;
But the world is the family
Of fishes and moons in the morning
And live jazz on the radio on the radio

Even when I can’t put all the parts together
Because all my part are not together
Them brightnesses in the foggy darkness
Expanding condensing
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don’t to drink tap water.
Don’t drink the water.

drinking "the water" is inevitable like an outstretched arm holding a weight eventually falling under its weight.

what was your inspiration for this one?

-with love

the morning's events including the Nuclear meltdowns, tsunami and earthquakes in Japan.

I like the part of this that begins with...

The nuclear world


Les

p.s. I recall protest groups posting billboards all along Highway 101 here in California when the Diablo Canyon facility was built which read:

UNCLEAR INFORMATION

The closest nuclear facility to us Pete is Rancho Seco which SMUD, the Sacramento utility district took offline in the 1980's after it proved to not be cost effective being online only 200 days per year. There were continuous problems with the facility, the most significant of which was that they could not seem to regulate the reactor's automatic water cooling system.

Edited 2 time(s). Last edit at 03/19/2011 01:42PM by les712.

Thanks for the input and the info, Les. I am learning more about the resistance to the nuclear plants out in California every day.

amo et avanti,

Peter