A WOMAN IS STILL LOST


A woman is still lost,
not in herself, but to me.
I wander through the epic seasons
touching again the memory of
a marijuana smoker,
a lady who lost the engagement ring,
a Tustin High grad,
a most remarkable lover of Whitman,
a woman who took in sperm
and made a baby
never born.

Where are you?
I send love across the ethers.
Can you feel me?
I touch you.

--Leslie Goldman
Your Enchanted Gardener


FOR EARTH DAY

by Walt Whitman

3

I swear the earth shall surely be complete to him or her who shall
be complete,
The earth remains jagged and broken only to him or her who remains
jagged and broken.

I swear there is no greatness or power that does not emulate those
of the earth,
There can be no theory of any account unless it corroborate the
theory of the earth,
No politics, song, religion, behavior, or what not, is of account,
unless it compare with the amplitude of the earth,
Unless it face the exactness, vitality, impartiality, rectitude of
the earth.



BARKER

She had a brother named Todd,
and a sister named Annette.
She had a mother who worked
at a high school, I forget the name this moment
she sucked ice cubes.
We went to see Oliver, the movie, I and Annette,
I seem to remember in 1969.
Somewhere I have baby photos
of the little girl before grown.


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April 14, 2011

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