& this

Not self is a foreign language
To me so

Let us begin quickly

Not I that idea have

Or play backwards

I’m just happy to be

Something other than

Hidden away

In Act Two’s clash

Must you compare

It’s timestamped

To this day I have no

Idea what the plot

Is except in what I’ve

Made up

Parsifal notes

Die zeit ist da

Toying with climax

Ach! Ach! Tiefe Nacht

The coax gone wrong

Dos Tosen

The made up glare when
Nothing is wrong

Rush of fear

Then prayer

Attuned

French horns
An entire troop

Blare

Be aware

Climax

Ach! Ach! Tiefe Nacht

& that French
Horn team up

Parsifal notes

A series of
A string
A body of
A listening to
A flow
A river into an ocean event
A set
Of climactic
Interludes
Story’s &
Conflicting
Events

The fact I have to sanction everything

Where does that come from
That voice

It appears
Moves through me
Then vanishes

Stay with the task
At hand: breathing
Like sky or trees

In miraculous
Harmony
Splendor
Really

&
Then

A distant chorus :

Let it go
Let it be
Let go
Of thy
Thees

We do dance well
Together

I’d love to write a
1940s ballad to

Adorable you

& then you go
And snuff another
Cockroach

Well there you have it
Then:

Songs from another
Dimension

Of course
Pure chords

Youths & boys
Just like that time

You forgot
Remember?

Your own youth
So easily

I was young

What do you expect

Charming was all I

Knew to get by

I’m listening to the
Daniel Barenboim
Parsifal

I was weaned on
Is that right?

Yes

Yesterday was a while
Ago

Listening to Parsifal
Each autumn

Since 198something

But does that matter

Looking for new

Ways to
Clarify

Parsifal

notes:

Either you’re in or you’re out: a private language
With a secret handshake

Clandestine

Not so much an Opera
As a Ceremony

High octane cosmic
Sex energy & multiple
Deeply wounded
Psyches with music on
It’s mind

Recommended for
Life time listening

Wounded

Parsifal

Parsifal
Act III

there are hints
Of
The end
In every lurking
Motif

You might say
Saved for some
Eternal

Rise like a sunflower

Even the voices from
Nowhere accentuate

Life’s course

Prone to philosophy as
That. Take heart

Act three: climactic
Like none other

Four hours of angelic
Longing

Parsifal
Act III

Keen soprano voice
As from a forest

Twenty steps from
Sublimity

The voice flying with
Wrens

Soaring with hawks

So Parsifal thus
Parsifal then Parsifal

Climbs further

Where stars are pitched
To sing

& then & then
& then

& then
& then

& then again

music swells

Parsifal
Act III

Again
The climb

Recommencing

Vertical journey

Just wait
Just wait

It will come
To you

Bells save the moment
From total decay:

——————

A change of heart
Pleading I suppose

————————

There’s a tenderness here

————————

There it is
Here it comes

————————

Motif

——

Parsifal
Act III

Study up
Go ahead
Cry if you
Like

Wie dünkt mich
Doch die Aue
Heut so schön!

Climbs

Lingers

Climbs

The night thus so

The steps into space
Breathtaking

Turbulence

You ask questions like you
Don’t really want answers
In syncopated rhythms

So we meet again

Parsifal
Act iii

We are waiting for the music to rebound by resounding in a confounding stimulating sort
Of way climbing higher and higher as if on ladders & scaffolding

Then the ladders give
Way to open air
At last
And sound swims forth
In a final
Call

& this time
No mistake

Breaks out

Parsifal

Act iii

O god they’re in the middle of
A movie & can’t get out

I suppose that’s to be expected

Are there
Oscars for poetry

Best haiku best
Sestina best sonnet

Senses at play have nothing to do with waking

That’s a given in this
Business

Raymond Burr could play
That part

Parsifal
Act Iii

Neatly comes to
Neat completion

Guess that tune
After having broke down
The tree he’s now playing
It like rebirth

About to come full
Blown and ready

All you need have done

Usually songs
Are sorted &
He receives the best
First

I don’t know how I got here
& I’m not

Parsifal
Act iii

Violins strings
Strings an oboe
Awaiting

Hiding just out
Of sight

The hunt

Who is that
Tormented baritone

What’s your purpose
For being here

Aggregates at play
A sensory question here
A troubled anything
Again

Align yourself to a cosmic
Order. Get to know my
Voice

Parsifal
ACT III

The shining voice
shining star
force for good

quiet inner sanctum
Quake

Admittedly the unknown
But where are the butterflies

Began innocently enough

Be well he says with tears
Held back.

Refreshing
Who beat that out of you

So then you do admit it

Climbing violins

Dream

Parsifal
Act II

Eye to eye
Singing

Blind

Scream

Then a lone
alone

The motif wants ground
To crescendo

Enough of this wounded
Curse we want out

Then what
Then how
Then when

Where are you now
Having read this

Where in Parsifal
Act II

Penultimate aria

To act 3

Parsifal
Act II

Then back runs the motif

The wanderlust
The forest fern

I don’t know
In its refreshing aspect

What gain is there
Approach obliquely

Then yes I too sense the
Deep feeling of emptiness

When what happens next
Occurs in a situation you

Might call
A heavenly realm

Parsifal
Act II

The Wound
The Wound

Oboe
The Amfortas
I have no idea what’s happening

& it’s suddenly
A ceremonial

Occupation

Of the outer world
By ant like creatures

From beyond Pluto

But you catch yourself
Asleep & try to
Wake but wake from
What?

The gripping
The overall
Gripe

Parsifal
Act II

tell me dear boy
Your hopes beyond

Orion

Listening to a series of
Questions

We’re way beyond
Simple yes & no

What you ask

Where have we been
You wish to know

Dialogue ensues
Would you agree

Would you have
Guessed if I had
Not told you?

————————

Why why
Who is she

Parsifal
Act II

Forest nymphs by streams
Or lakes sound like this

In the evening
Exotic like spiders

Fairies & woodland sprites

Endearing unearthly
Reach through to the

Otherwise

With their own promises is
Glory & live beyond love

On the outskirts of heaven
But no further

Forest floor

Parsifal
Act II

SHE SINGS
WITH
Something on
Her mind

To get up & make a statement & so does he

& floods of candlelight

& torches makes sense

———————

It helps to know a little of the language

Then music

Like flurry of storm tossed
Trees I see you there

With golden maidenhair
Trees

Parsifal
Act II

CLOUD
Thunder
Clap drums

O the compliant

Distant horns

The hunted

The hunter

The observer

This unspeakable dark

Where are we?
Who are we to say?

Her voice
I, I

Aches

Her mask

Calls out

Night again

What must be done

Who makes your decisions

Must it always be this way?

Parsifal
Act II

I don’t know how
Beautiful it all really
Is all the musical marching
Into further questions

Now a bit of mystery
And decisions made

Orchestra floats out
To the singers singing

Orpheus floats through
Apparently at ease

It’s all so grand
I wonder what’s happening

Frenzy

Parsifal
Act 1

The wound
The grail

No climax
Pure crescendo

The kettle drum

How many men
How many women

Sing

A forest grove
A forest stage

Marching to the stars
Rather like this breath

The one you’re taking
In now

Don’t worry
Climax finally comes

In Act iii

Where are we?
Where am I?

———————

Adjust to distance

Supreme sorrow

———————

All the Rest

I need to figure
This one out
It’s so difficult
To remember
Backwards

I can remember forwards
But backwards no
Backwards is difficult

Communion w/
Not knowing what to ask

About how this & that
Works

About boldness &
Thomas Eakins

Script Fonts a feast

Whispers
Whispers

What have you experienced beyond thin air

We used the colors :

Red, white, black
Black, red, white
White, black, red

Is what I am doing
Carrying across

Poems America
“& Allied Angels”

And the difficulty
Remains

To dream tonight’s
Dreams is itself

A horror of sadness
A resisted hope

I’ve played my part in a valuable way tied together with string & communication break down
To make thought exchange easier & on almost any rainy day

“I also have loud poems”

“blues
Bluer than blue paint”

36th chorus
SF Blues
Kerouac

Cummings meets
Kerouac something like
feeling finding
Itself back with itself

If you catch my meaning
(on that note of
transparency) I’ve changed
my mind but leave all other
feelings alone
& happy to have met you

Things happen in a totally
Different way here

Living intentionally
knowing seeing