Sunday, February 06, 2011

poem: óvissu býli



uncertain farms

uncertain drudgeries

uncertain vagabond loops

uncertain the last time you saw mary

uncertain the exact time of day

uncertain down which aisle

uncertain whether you want to

uncertain if luther ever bothered

uncertain the never-dreaming possibilities

uncertain how to fly so high

uncertain if this is the really

uncertain why you even care

uncertain the gods in their siesta'd glory

uncertain if presbyterianism carries weight

uncertain the price you pay

uncertain why you received the honorable

uncertain two blushing lips

uncertain the qaundary of downsizing

uncertain the warehouse on basse

uncertain why stevie ever wrote that one

uncertain the prerogatives of the nesters

uncertain the latitudes of your regal hair

uncertain the tropics of capricorn

uncertain why harry aped analise

uncertain which thousand remains solvent

uncertain vamps

uncertain blokes

uncertain lucy meets ethels

uncertain the prince of peace

uncertain the delicatessen where last you meet

uncertain the pending rhyme

uncertain the golden opportunities

the cadillac jacks

the ypsilanti facts

the fashionable vagaries

the apologetic bibliographies

the ballyhoo'd abnormalities

in the trenchant vein . . .


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10 Comments:

Blogger Teresa said...

So glad to know that you know who you are and why you're here and where you're going ;-)

10:51 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Teresa: Appreciate your optimism. (:-D)

11:00 AM  
Blogger anno said...

This made my day ... wonderful!

11:34 AM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Anno: Ypsilanti was, of course, for you, but I would have thought that visions of packersteelers would be making your day . . .

2:11 PM  
Blogger anno said...

Well, you know how much I love football... So who are you cheering for this year? And, more importantly, what are you making to sustain you through the show? Weather here is miserable, so we're opting for a cooktop version of our summer paella; will have to wait for the wind to die down and some of this infernal snow to melt before we can try it on the grill. No matter. We'll enjoy it anyway.

Took a rebellious pause today from The Rosetta Stone and went off exploring Brazilian poets; found a couple of links with decent audio clips, worth checking out if you're in the mood for that sort of thing:

http://librivox.org/multilingual-poetry-collection-001/

http://wn.com/Category:Brazilian_poets (#5 Berimbau, with Vinicius de Moraes is one I might have to learn)

3:02 PM  
Blogger Dee Martin said...

Loved this list poem :)
Latitudes of regal hair? And the aisles are usually labeled...
Is is cold in Iceland?
googled Uncertain Farms - now I am hungry and while I love the Fray and there is a pretty harmony there (though I think she should have sang with a bit more confidence - she was almost too timid to hear) Rolling in the Deep is an awesome song. I will be adding Adele to my list of music to search out!

3:05 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Anno: I will follow your surfing into the warmer southern climes. I've got no interest (betting or otherwise) in the game, haven't really for years. Like you, we have no TV reception in our little urban hobbit hole: we spurn cable and antennae that actually work, leaving us to the rich deprivation of streaming Netflix. I'll check in with scores via the Net, read stories, and be able to talk about the game tomorrow without missing too many beats.

3:18 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

Dee: What a great name for a farm, eh? I'll have to meet the folks sometime in person: for now, hopefully I'll soon be "befriended": put my plea in today.

Really know nothing about The Fray: caught them on the radar simply by virtue of the title. First ran across Adele a few years ago, when she lost out to Duffy in my own personal battle of the bands, but this song (forwarded to me from niece Meredith) kicks plenty of butt, maybe even Duffy's.

3:23 PM  
Blogger jsd said...

Adele's new album 21, what I've heard thus far is amazing. And here I thought Ypsilanti was for me :)

12:07 PM  
Blogger murat11 said...

jsd: In truth, Ypsilanti is for us all, ain't it? As it turns out, three of the four commenters here have Michigan ties.

11:41 AM  

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