after Alan Watts
It begins how it begins-
your voice a broken gong.
A shuttle in the rotations of laughter.
An unhurried bliss- not even as cocksure
as the notion that poetry can't change
your life unless you read it.
Alone goes the magnificent candor
of that which is fathomed and not
Roads lost to the restless
evening and you- horseless
and no night class-
head too filled with your own spine.
A leaping rope.
A woven hookshot.
Each vertebrae a stanza too lonely. Too true.
Sky, diamonds, city lights
to rearrange all your tonight faces.
Noir say noir.
Broken gong, say heart.
Blight's beauty song.
Rock and rhyme in the modern wilderness.
Vice and rage- a nowhere kind of freedom.
Strategy troubled by its own unwritten erotic.
A native of Western Pennsylvania, musician and writer Dana Jerman has been published multiple times in print in the US and abroad. By way of an artist statement, Dana likes to use writing as a way of re-appropriating memories to create an alternate history or a loose space for magic featuring primarily a configuration of the varied voices of spectators. Mostly though, she writes about love. Her chapbooks include Sins in Good Taste featuring poetry and drawing from Back To Print Publishing. And the self-published Briefly, The Heart. You can see more of her literature and photography on her blog, updated monthly: BLASTFORTUNE.com.