Collected Poems 1947-1997 - Ginsberg Allen

     myriad greenstar’d

          leafarms

     cradling white-walled

               dewdrops

Telephone

     pole trunk

stuck

     out of old

     landslide head

     Covered with iceplant

     green lobsterclaw

          trefoil solid

               edged,

     pinked with

     hundredfingerpetaled

          Sea vine blossoms

Dry brown kelp

     ribs washed

     in a heap at

     streamside in

          wet brown sand

          to listen to

               oceanroar

          and wait the

          slow moon

               tide.

Stream water

     rushing flat through

beachmound

     Sand precipices,

tiny wet arizonas

flood lips

          —cliffs

cradling the last

     graysmooth boulders

     shat by the rains

pissed out

     by spring storm

          from

the forests

          bladder

          hills

     Small granite

     blackpocked

          hearthstones

     washed to last rest

Ocean wavelet’s

               salt tongue

               touching

               forward thru

                    sand throated

               streambed

                    to lave foam &

               pull back bubbles

               from the iron

          Car’s rusty

               under carriage

                    kelp pipes

                         & brown chassis,

                    one rubber wheel

                         black poked from

                              Sand mattresses

                                   rock wash

O Kerouac

          thy broken

          car Behold

     Digested in

          Saltwater

               sandbottom

     giant soulless

          Chicken

               sea gizzard filled

                    with unthinking

               marble rocks—

     Poured down

          road in

               avalanche!

     to the granite

          snout of the

               seacliff

O see the great

          Snake kelp’s

     beet green head still lettuce-

               haired

          stretch forth

               a fingerthick tailroot

above seaweed broider

          wavelets

          rushing foam

               tongued—

Was that kelp

     Intelligent

Einstein hairleafed

          faceless bulbhead

Oh father

          Welcome!

     The seal’s

          head lifted

     above the wave,

     eyes watching

          from black

               face

     in waterfroth

          floating!

     Come back again!

Huge white

waves rolling

in gray mist

birds flocking

     rocks foamed

     floating above

     the

          horizon’s

               watery

                    wrinkled

                         skin

grandmother

     oceanskirt

          rumbling

               pebbles

     silver hair ear to ear

May 28, 1971

Hum Bom!

I

Whom bomb?

We bomb them!

Whom bomb?

We bomb them!

Whom bomb?

We bomb them!

Whom bomb?

We bomb them!

Whom bomb?