Thursday, April 08, 2010

one word passionata: holy

two-thirds of the cathedral
drilled the holes,
candle-waiting through

the emerging bliss
dewey decimal postulants

gambling for their lives
the teensiest

eensiest soul

feening for god's glory,


all the didgeridoo

nonsense of castle dreams,

the baked goods

twining vision

with affirmation,

doodle time


all our cattle drives

to the altar
spilling tithes

east & west
granulated saintliness
playground pieties

a most vertical integration

in the names of

the holyonlymost

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Blogger Teresa said...

very cool picture. I like this one. I love the Dewey Decimal postulants and the digeridoo nonsense with castle dreams.

9:28 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: Old Armenian church, in Armenia. What other kind of nonsense is there, if it ain't didgeridoo?

Peace (and nonsense) to you, amiga.

9:49 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

Can you play a didgeridoo? They are definitely cool. The weird sounds come from termite tunnels up and down the inside of the wooden tube. So you cannot bring didgeridoos into New Zealand unless they are fumigated at the airport. They don't want musical termites tunneling in their lush vegetation.

12:35 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

T: No didge player here, que lastima. A nephew played (now plays lute and theorbo); have a couple of students who play. Nephew first learned didge on a long piece of PVC pipe.

5:46 AM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

I am heading for Athens La this weekend for a Tartan Festival and one of the bands is said to play classical Scottish tunes with a contemporary style - one of the instruments listed is a didgeridoo. Thanks Teresa for the explanation of how it works.
Armenian church - was the damage on this church from the Ottomans? This sounds like a story of martyrs.

8:39 AM  
Blogger Teresa said...

Wow. Scottish music with a didgeridoo! That will be interesting.

10:59 AM  
Anonymous Richard said...

Is it me, or is there some despair here? And why not, look around this whole wide world, but don't end up like Judas. Maybe this will lighten the mood - this weekend in Seattle: HONKFEST

PS: Weekend in Juarez just got accepted for an anthology. Talk about despair, Jesus and Coyote are afraid the whole world is going to disappear but they'll remain with their shots of Gold and cans of Tecate.

11:21 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: Have fun in Athens. Ran across a band that plays Celtic salsa - they are wonderful: Salsa Celtica. Can't remember what movie I caught them in. Get that didge player to blow some notes into your heart chakra: wonderfully empowering and healing.

12:05 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Richard: If anything, I think this narrator is shaking loose of despair, the seeing through what needs seeing through. I'm sure that I'm late to the party, but I was happy to use the word "feening." One of my students introduced me to the word, cousin, I suppose, of old skool jonesing.

Mucho congrats on you and the Boys being anthologized. Well deserved. Though you still need to chapbook the whole shebang.

12:09 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: I'm not sure if that is Ottoman damage or not. I'll have to ask the resident Armenian.

12:09 PM  
Blogger anno said...

You caught me in your net of excellent verbs: "feening," according to, has been around since, like, 2002; I was glad to make its acquaintance.

Am with Richard on the despairing/mournful or maybe just introspective tone of this piece. Fits with the didgeroo and that amazing photo. It all produces the most amazing resonances; beautiful, too.

4:36 PM  
Blogger Teresa said...

Hey Murat, What chakra does the viola resonate with? That is really interesting.

7:27 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

You mentioned something about the resident Armenian in an earlier post and I roamed around wikipedia reading up. I had not heard the stories.

7:43 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: The rich sound of the viola, I'm guessing second chakra. Cello for sure, for second chakra.

Years ago, Tina, Walden, and I went to a tribal gathering in the western Virginia mountains. Before some of us went into a sweat lodge, a didge player went around our circle and blew notes into our heart chakras: amazing. When he came to Walden (at that time, about ten months old), Walden reached out, grabbed the didge, and pulled it right on up to his heart chakra.

6:49 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: Tina's grandmother was death-marched through the desert by the Turks twice in forced deportations. Three of her children died on the first march. As you may have read, Turkey, to this day, denies their genocidal campaign against the Armenians; it is a crime in Turkey to state that Turkey committed genocide (a genocide that Hitler applauded and used as a model for his own genocide). Even recent Turkish author and Nobel Literature prize-winner Orhan Pamuk was charged under this Turkish "law." Charges were subsequently dropped, but a huge hate campaign was waged against him for openly discussing Turkey's genocidal history.

6:59 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Anno: I was really excited with "feening," too. The senior who used it dropped it into a magnificently surrealistic and Hitchcockian story and then bequeathed me the palabra.

I hear the despair, too, and any even oblique Armenian reference will have its minor chords attached . . .

7:06 AM  

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