Dance of the Waterspout [Week's News Poem, December 14, 2012]

Dance of the Waterspout [Week's News Poem, December 14, 2012]

A gunman shot the kids away

To ride-off on the waterspout.

And every time the news obtains a tear,

I lift my arms and spin, then fall.

The world keeps spinning,

Nothing's free, not even sorrow.

I'll spin to see things clearly:

Swirling down the drain,

Nauseating (nauseous with migraine).

Just like DNA, a whirlpool,

A galaxy's edge, everything—

And I mean everything—

Is spinning out of control.

Of course I'll cry.

I am a waterspout.

“The gunman, who was believed to be in his 20s, walked into a classroom at Sandy Hook Elementary School, where his mother was a teacher. He shot and killed her and then fatally shot 20 students, most in the same classroom. He also fatally shot five other adults, and then killed himself inside the school. One person was also injured in the shooting.”

—JOSEPH GOLDSTEIN and WILLIAM K. RASHBAUM, NYT, Published: December 14, 2012

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/12/15/nyregion/shooting-reported-at-connecticut-elementary-school.html

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Addressing Future Folk-Demons [Today's News Poem, January 11, 2011]

Addressing Future Folk-Demons [Today's News Poem, January 11, 2011]

Careful with dreams—you'll be forced in a corner.
Die by the minute, get paid by the hour,
Live in the moment—be animal instinct.
Children, your dreams are not useful; your homework—
Sloppy—you're headed for sorrow; your crayons
Useless as play—so be careful and care less.
Register cash and put dreams in a dumpster.
Learn to adapt, for you're surplus—unneeded.
Grimace, survive, be a fan just like Exley—
Watch all those brutes—first as bullies, then bosses:
Excellent mouths can impersonate laughter.
Why won't you learn that they freeze in position?
Why not accept that you're born for no purpose
Other than service as demon, and moron?

"Most of us get up in the morning assuming we will not be the victims of some horrific tragedy that day."
—Editorial, Des Moines Register, January 11, 2011
http://www.usatoday.com/news/washington/2011-01-11-ariz-shooting-giffords-main_N.htm

"My favorite activity is conscience dreaming; the greatest inspiration for my political business information. Some of you don't dream—sadly."
—Jared Lee Loughner (classitup10), youtube.com
http://www.youtube.com/user/Classitup10

"You forced me in a corner and gave me only one option"
—Seung-Hui Cho, youtube.com
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VyalPi1GeDY

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Bone Seed [Today's News Poem, January 9, 2011]

Bone Seed [Today's News Poem, January 9, 2011]

I had a little bone and I planted it
Bloodied it daily, it grew into a skull
Beneath the summer dirt and the nectar dried,
Jasmine unwound and the blossoms fell to mud.
As dry as any skeleton. Brittle. Brown.
Winter made cairns with its snow and froze the grave,
My bone had also blossomed and drank the ice.

"The 22-year-old man suspected in the shooting of Rep. Gabrielle Giffords and at least 17 others outside a Tucson grocery store was suspended from a local community college last October for code of conduct violations and ultimately withdrew from the school voluntarily. He was suspended in late September after the college police found a video on YouTube in which Loughner claimed the college is "illegal" under the U.S. Constitution, officials said. "
—Ashley Powers, Maeve Reston and Rick Rojas, Los Angeles Times, January 9, 2011
http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-na-0109-gabrielle-giffords-web-20110109,0,5602549.story

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Nine to Five Thespian [Today's News Poem, October 18, 2010]

Nine to Five Thespian [Today's News Poem, October 18, 2010]

Images slicker than real-time flickers:
Dressed with refinement, a bow-tie assignment
Flying Mirages through the war zone barrages,
Landing with impact—his hair-piece intact—
Chick on his weenie; a pistol, martini
Clutched in his hands, as he battles through sand...
Fantasy works through the fancy of clerks
Gazing at clocks, 'till redemption from hock
Rescues the grinner, gritting for dinner.

"Two women postal workers were fatally shot Monday morning in a post office in Henning, Tennessee, about 50 miles northeast of Memphis, police said. "
— CNN Wire Staff, October 18, 2010 3:14 p.m. EDT
http://www.cnn.com/2010/CRIME/10/18/tennessee.postal.deaths/

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