"Blue Line of Cloud Reflected, Dusk Pano" 2009-11-11-003

Mike's Lobster Traps, Sidelit 2010-01-16-015

"Ring of Ice, Mike's Cove" 2010-01-18-013

P R O B L E M S

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I stumbled across this insight a few days back. I think it classifies as a poem. As far as I know, I’m the author. I’d prefer the crossed out letters to be Xed out, but I don’t know how to do this in WordPress’s text editor.

(Unfortunately POVERTY ends up as POERTY.)

“Trilogy by H. D.–From the Foreword”
by Bruce Proctor

1

“H. D. was at one time well known as
one of the earliest Imagists.”
Firmly crossed out, she wrote
“IS.”

50,000 “incidents,”
as the press called the bombings.
Railings were melted into munitions.
Under constant reminder of death,
first desolation
then

Inspiration!
Poets were

Energized.

“Shed a skin or husk, slough off,
to this ‘new creation.’”

2

The raids apocalyptic
Revelation of St. John
guard on roofs,
night sky brightened by magnesium flares,
the drone, the flack,
the city encircled with flames.

“Another sliced wall where
poor utensils show like rare
objects in a museum.”

3

Excavation of Tutenkhamen
etymology/Egyptology:
phoenix,
resurrection.

H.D. fans
(few and far between. . .
some boy in the west).
We do not know
if we live to tell the tale,
but still

cling
to our
PROFESSION:
starved, suffocated, flung,

stark

(End. Parts 1-3 of 5)