(These are principles known to the poet’s stalker.
Formerly professionally billed as a “noise artist,” his sound war techniques throughout the night before this posting included: banging on trash containers, flung pebbles, mechanical bird “tweeting,” noisy trash thrown nearby for passing vehicles to run over, plaintive wailing tones obtained by blowing across some piece of trash ~ and, not long before dawn, a small car which pulled up behind the poet’s van, broadcasting a single bass tone which caused that entire vehicle to resonate for several minutes before driving away again.
In such an exchange, the following sounds are offered in rebuttal)
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Recorded Reading: https://www.dropbox.com/s/wijdc24iz3ot1uc/laws%20of%20harmony.mp3?dl=0
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Laws of Harmony
A sound it is with which we win our war?
For such the lesson Joshua would teach
And can it be effective weapons are
Nonviolent, and well within our reach?
A spark’ling trumpet fanfare, ah, forsooth!
The rhythm of determined marching feet
A calm and careful statement of the truth
With these the awesome enemy we meet
And laughter, that most potent sound we hear
The heav’nly laughter only love can bring
Then gentle greetings, wishes for good cheer
And songs from lips of lovely maidens spring!
Celest’ial laws of harmony behold
Sweet sounds can keep away the inner cold
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Among us, poets are ill paid. In order to continue her work, this one currently lives in her minivan, on an income of a fraction of our nation’s poverty level. If her work has moved, enabled or uplifted you, your contribution to this effort may be made at: https://www.gofundme.com/kx4xka-are-you-a-patron-of-the-arts
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Pretty awesome, yourself 🙂
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🙏 Many thanks
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