Showing posts with label value. Show all posts
Showing posts with label value. Show all posts

Thursday, October 17, 2019

Currency


If taking time
or stealing a moment away
is a luxury
interest grows only with age
invested in decadence
a mass
of intangible
wealth...

There is always more work
to be done,
and not being done
is a better way-
let us never finish
before we have spent
our Time
as if it were all we had
with Us.

Image credit info: Snyder, Frank R. Flickr: Miami U. Libraries - Digital Collections [Public domain].

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Thirteen billion miles


First, ask yourself-
is it interesting
or worth further exploration?

Truly we are Voyagers.
This generation of seekers
has reignited
a flame.

Now, put a price tag on 'Time'
or light years-
A full moment is three seconds
or pennies in hypotheses-
how much Life
you are allotted in diurnal
years of Julian speed,
minus eleven minutes
and some fragmented seconds
may be written
in a single sentence.

Told we should learn
to figure things out for ourselves,
memorize how to hibernate
for the future.
And it is wise advice
for one and all solid bodies
traveling through space
at this terminal velocity.

I wonder if gravity waves
make white noise as they ripple
or only when they crash...

Some say,
Exile is a death, a geographical terminus.
Knowing one's history is written
over, like footprints and
now traveling under someone else's shoe.

But if I have something endless
enough to keep me fully
occupied;
a tree, a rock, water, or the sky-
time does flutter a lot
like Hope.

At last,
I ask myself,
after every sentence has been read,
is this an interesting enough
equation to try
to solve?




Photo By NASA [Public domain], 'Farouk El-Baz, Ronald Evans and Robert Ovemyer via Wikimedia Commons.


NASA reported on December 1st, 2017 that the rocket thrusters on the space probe Voyager 1 responded 13 billion miles away in interstellar space.

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Shaken not stirred Ma’am


(For Frankie)

It is hard to see things abstract.
We are more accurate Now
Encapsulating climate
When we mention Culture.

Let’s look at Value:
Price tag says, “As Is”.

No complexities.
No narcissism.

Loathsome luminaries loaded
In ink, inebriated, inoculated,
Imbibed in itself-“As Is”.

The Sardines became the Gollum.
O’Hara, Oh everywhere, oh Sun, Oh oranges!
Can you feel the rust coming on,
Or is it Out?

Aren’t we all magnetized toward the morbid,

the dark, the obscure, obtuse, or abstract,
as they can be good for hiding things in corners, 
shading over or making shadows. This depth 
achieves something like,
making good on promises.

Sometimes he seemed gay,
they say, he was happy, in so many words.

All the time, they say, they were true,
the poems. Because they were simple
they cannot tell lies.

Portraiture is paraphrased,
how does one escape?

Clouds come and go.
Meanwhile, the pastoral artist demonstrating
how much one can hold,
runs out of colors, runs out to resupply,
runs hot, then cold.

Any poem can be an apocalypse,
this is how they all End
(in grey), 
except the last words say,

All days look the same. 



Image credit by Berenice Abbott, 'Radio row (NYC), 1936' in [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Saturday, May 13, 2017

Sure line


With these borrowed hands still unrecognizable
I have learned to poke and preen this vessel
taking exploratory measures
only within reach

None of the pieces fit together
like hands holding hands holding hands
This is what I got

I need these as is,
collectively
to see, together,
to gather
keepsakes

this is why the shells scatter near the jetty
by the sea
by the tide, from sand, into sand, by grain
by the hand full, glass full, by the hour

which explains why we collect empty dollars
one day,
we may fit in
beautifully.


Painting by Julian Ashton, 'Summer morning, 1899' [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Financials


After receiving the report
twenty-five years after writ-
there is quite a bit to process.

I guess it is accurate. It says
sixteen years ago, in two-thousand
we will live up to eighty
making more than seven hundred-
thousand hours to work
Total

Amounting to
forty hours in five days
some spend one hundred
and fifty thousand of these pleasing others-
rather-even-just-seventy five thousand hours
making money, a must
making
Nothing but Money
-for else-making
temporality more tolerable,
comfortable in
Cash

Not all agree on the bottom line,
which is what you take home
necessitating a (safety) net worth
under your trap-ease
to catch you when the bottom
drops.

From the way I read
this P and L, I can tell
accrued assets don't carry over
as easy as debts-
By the numbers I'd bet
(all) on yourself,
working on
building value,
oddly that is how interest accrues
even broke(n).



Image By Internet Archive Book Images [No restrictions], via Wikimedia Commons, "Brains and how to get them," 1913.

Tres (trace)

Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow...