+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: 7 poems from I AM THE BABE OF JOSEPH STALIN'S DAUGHTER by ROCHELLE OWENS +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: NOT BE ESSENCE THAT CANNOT BE ME Agonizes. It it's Brown ME Which treads, changes, Agonizes. This Desmodium Venturous. Than the other (From a tick). Infinite Not Be. Not Be essence That cannot be escaped. ME It's brown carnivorous Burrowing Is the like Beyond Beyond. Illimitable. Outrageous. Known. Mediocre Mediocre +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: POME FOR THE TERRIBLE MOTHER Ma nip (go away) my bullet ma be a good gal MA KISS FLAGRANTLY Ma nip (go away) slightly nebuLOUSEly miMICKing like a shadow (butcher) coMINGing on Shekinah carving the Slovaks man nananimal man nananimal Slaz the harvest fly's hard meat HARD 'nd harmless ma I'm natural (but) Ma nip (go away) slightly +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: *RADIANT HEAT* *for George* when two bodies meet it's alright radiant heat-- understanding what it is that exploding sound when two can see each other-- and the line of sight is not obscured the surface sees-- like a black body a perfect radiator a hot object thru dust smoke radiant heat flo between them +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: A SONG FOR THE PASSOVER *For the Swedes and the Brooklynites* i was brought out of egypt i came out of egypt i was brought out of egypt i came out of egypt i went to rome, mainz, flatbush, New York I CAME OUT OF EGYPT. i went to babylon i came out of egypt & in egypt i remember my slavery & how jewels from Susan's navel is seduction for your fingers & eyes/ it is good enough for a child but not for a woman or man. O Yahweh the highest God, Creator of all, i have never worshipped the sun or the moon or believed that all gods had been men & i have thought Pallas Athena a true pig eater/ not Esther the highest star! O Yahweh I have hated & despised the criminal pantheon of American crackpot idolatry! 0 Yahweh my disturbing moments have been many/ when i wanted to be called deliverer they called me mule-dog i was pious & their blasphemy shocked me! O Yahweh, i can be prepared to skid on bloody wet flesh of martyred Canaanite Jews to sing thy name! I have glutted on & i am fed up with unholy pagan bullshit/ I want a brief glimpse of King David caressing the little Shulamite's flanks. Thanks! O Yahweh, I do a jig for thee! O I do a jig for thee! I was brought out of egypt for I came out of egypt /out of the desert ye brought me with a mighty arm! +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: NEVER IN THIS WORLD YOU WILL DROP A YELLOW SPONGE I there's a yel-; low sponge in my hand wiping up the sp- illed wine from the asian steppes. tomor-;row is the 20th of Sept- ember I have not got one suit of new clothes to wear when I meet you at the Algonquin/ I wanted a grey silk shirt with tiny boxes I know that you would've snagged your wic-;ked finger nayl in it when I tou-;ched your heart hello. hel-;lo II This is the skim the top for you, Sophia of purple ventricle I've stopped winning the duels with john wayne or karl marx or he a dead cat in algeria a person named anybody a fly with its claw clutching a nylon laundry bag of the best eastern weeds in the world hello I dropped a yellow sponge chock full o'wine on your miraculous little feet III the girl that I marry will have to be a singer of can- ta- ta mel ody she'll laugh when we kiss our toes cool in the wine plump yellow sponge I will explain the myths of male/female relationships when we dig down deep our hearts in yel-;low sponge. We will both have drunk too much light chicken broth & then have felt awk/ ward o awk/ ward as we stood/ together/ so quiet like yellow sponge +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: LESSON IN SONGMAKING, SONG OF KIM I i live in Yorkville i love Kim Novak. she says the things that touch just right. she & I should set up house-keeping together. At night we finger the keys a long time before we go in & make love. We both think the same & she enjoys me, my name, the way I look in my raincoat. My trenchcoat. When I turn my back the back of my head says the Jews cause unemployment. Kim Novak agrees that pastry is so good hot cup of tea & Slovak bourbon to wash the threats down. Hail Mary Full Of Grace Why Hide Thy Tender Fragile Face! II I would go down on Hong Kong to swing my ass near Kims. I stand in an elevator my mother is sleeping & doesn't know that I'm going up to the 9th floor to see Kim Novak. Everytime she sees me she says, 'over here, Paul' I look at her & say you win, Kim. She makes little sexy sounds & we promise to use our heads every second. Tonight we're going to kill some guy named Harry & steal the money. Kim says, 'the loot' She wears the highest heels & is so blonde I hope she doesn't break my heart. Tonight I waited for her so long. +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: THE POET IS MAGICK *for George* The holy prophet Isaiah loves me & all the old gods of Greece & Guevera would love me if he ever saw me Karl Marx grandson of Reb the fat would've wanted me to flirt with the butcher for the best spleen in the west! Ah, the grape boycotters want me on their posters instead of bunches of grapes! Here I come 'round the comer & Al Fatah begs me for a favor Might I be the most beautiful guerrila that ever threw a grenade! But I bow & flash an Islamic prayer & skip away for the love of Zion! I bust up overstuffed middle-class bookstores & switch their pictures of Fidel for their true heart's desire--a big banana split! Black revolutionists demand that I teach them the method of my swagger! I jump jump jump away The asian continent screams whyfore does Rochelle jump so high! Is it because of the Buddha who loves her? +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: From I AM THE BABE OF JOSEPH STALIN'S DAUGHTER, Poems 1961 - 1971 published by Kulchur Foundation, New York. Copyright 1972 by Rochelle Owens +:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+:-+: