Who Came to Lunch


REMINISCING WITH MY CENTENARIAN AUNT
OVER THE TELEPHONE DURING QUARANTINE

And Dale's first wife,
one of his wives anyway,
came into the restaurant
during lunch hour
with his ashes
and put them down
by the cash register
and said,
Here's your brother.

Jim Bodeen
17 March 2020

What the Mountain Did


MESSAGE IN THE WIND

The mountain closes itself down
and without words, lets us know,
Stay away, Keep your distance,

I return to Dostoevsky
crossing the Urals
home from Siberia

What is tearful now
objective uncertain ones
diminishes, doesn't ask

Jim Bodeen
17 March 2020

DON PABLO EN PRESO


EPÍSTOLAS PARA PABLO

Don Pablo está en la prisión.
Paul's in prison. Paul?

His only subject is joy. Gozo.
Gracias y paz y gozo.
Don't listen to the dogs, he says,
Don't listen to the dogs.
Los pinches perros.

Porque él lo he perdido todo.

¿De qué se jacta usted, Jactancioso?

Me? Are you talking to me?
¿Eres serguidor?

What says the poem about the knife cutting the bread?
Even the knife must be thanked.
Dentro la canción no hay fronteras.

Temor y temblor.
Every knee should bow.
He did? He emptied himself?
He wanted another milkshake.

Blues for Pablo.
Miles, Miles, Miles.
Don Pablo en prisión

da da da da daa
da da

da da da da da
da da da da da

Chanoyu? Cada rodillo.

Not much choreography from me, no.
Get the pour right
so we drink the same tea

In Philippians? Fear and trembling
Padecimiento. The suffering.
Get the suffering right.
If you don't do that
What--Todo.

Everything--Everything's on the table

There won't be any getting up off the tatami
Drop him a line, escuche la canción otra vez,
Cante, cante, send him a card in the mail.

Jim Bodeen
14 March 2020

BICYCLING WITH MILES


PUSHING GRAVITY
            for Vance

Listening to Miles absorbing it all
and those voices, drinking Japanese tea
with roasted brown rice
text and notebook open to Huang Po
whoa, man, slow it down
that's why the notebook's open
those stars reflecting light
off my handlebars
as I circle the houses
in our tiny development

Jim
29 February 2020




The offering of Direct Perception


THE OFFERING OF DIRECT PERCEPTION
            for Lars Clausen

Buttering my toast after Karen
leaves for the quilt show
epiphany scales emerge in the jam
Three people with perfect scores
sing through time
Buddha, Jesus, and my friend
forgets the third (it is Krishna)
but the fourth, Huang Po,
closest to the three
but even closer to me
no cause but dearer in fragmented
foolishness, spilled soup
on my clean shirt
there will be no argument
about what took place,
but this fabric! this fabric!

Jim Bodeen
29 February 2020


Spirit of Function


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Spirit of function
Monkey shoulder tree hanging
Throwing a baseball

Jim Bodeen
4 March 2020