Poems 2009-2010
Author Archives: Leo Cole
Lifeline
To be in the world in the Heideggerian sense. My thoughts will become actions, my desires fructify, and fears be kept in the shadows for the night sweeper to come and remove. I touch nothing. The environment of my present existence is false. A dream place – I wander a composite of landscapes where I [...]
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Millions Dead
We worldly moderns know the ultimate results of both corporate capitalism and totalitarian communism. Can we compare now, and agree on anarchy? Consider China, for example, in the early 21st century. They have been developing into a superpower at an insane, fatalistic rate: 10 per cent per annum. The government has coerced the people into [...]
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The Devil in the Temple
Mephistopheles cackles evilly. He is riding on a bicycle at just such a speed that it is a challenge to maintain balance. He must frequently jerk the steering column in order to stay on. He is circling five times around the wooden temple where bells have already begun to chime melodiously, heralding his arrival. The [...]
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Alcibiades
The nobles of Athens needed a justifiable reason for their sentence to appeal to the public and exonerate themselves to the future. “Socrates you have corrupted the youth, a transgression for which you must die. What now, filthy philosopher, are your final words to say?” “Www philoi! W deinon kakon! Www Hw Oiwww… You kill [...]
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Light Healing
A writer cannot have any compunctions about shedding chronological threads. He must do this compulsively; break strains of contiguity and consider time itself to be both the mentor and the enemy. Our minds are under assault by the day-to-day. Challenge and internal conflict are vestiges of the struggle to forsake belief and thenceforth to recall [...]
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Towering Apparitions
Beyond western windows, to which bars are fixed – not made of metal, but a synthetic substance that is just as, if not more, strong – shaped as squares; and out of each quadrennial corner comes one line into the center to form not a cross, rather another square within the square, the tower to [...]
Atlantis
Skygazers stare into the blue above unblinking. They struggle to maintain their eyelids open wide. For the most part people’s gazes are glued to the ground. The eyes become balls of goo, diluted, in sadness, by tears. Skygazers be steadfast! Though you may be inclined to, do not let your head look down. Your irises [...]
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My Judges
People are named stupid things like Ritz, Crack, Blum, and Udder. I cannot abide them except by referring to their personages in the second person form: you. This face I reserve for this “you,” Crack, is offensive. When I think of it I cannot stand it. I have to sit down. And often, once I [...]
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