magahaghe brocade

schooling in shimmering disruption infinite spectrum
eating raindrops
up a ladder through a stage beyond
upstreamenergy
downstreamstrife
hydropower
all this current is ocean calling

why not at sunrise
(the baltimore transgender alliance became a transgender march of resilience in 2015)

the movie party

in a post industrial city sixteen car lot between a three story commercial rowhouse and a four story garage among dry cleaners and metal clubs and pricey restaurants a masquerade of merchants generals sailors steelworkers storytellers healers and survivalists mingle in costumes from around north america and the world in front of a mural in brick and mortar as it begins to move change speed up slow down darken explode clarify and fade. they chat orate gesture swoon and watch to understand what is dying and what is being born but agree on a definitive statement with an unexpected twist

movie house at sunrise
(the maryland film festival, after fits and starts under different titles spanning almost thirty years, began in 1999 with the charles theater as the venue, after an opening screening at the senator)

hopeless dawn

poached eggs red beans with rice crumpets
rested steaming
wild fowl oyster clams terrapin ham rockfish hominy
lay hidden nearby
vodka in red juice gin with clear vermouth
waited chilled next to single malt
languid and super fit might have talked
team up and wood work and what up and hip hop
and weed and sameness and distortion and things are worse
had they arrived to sip and dine
before stacie discovered
widgeon is an absolute ass

drones at sunrise
(the maryland club at 1 east eager street opened enrollment to jewish men in 1988, remains closed to women, and is in need of donations to the maryland club preservation foundation inc)

a friends witness

women walking with child
children laughing afraid dreaming
mothers in days slipping away
great grand old faces facing sun in wrinkles
all suddenly running
covering
burning
like oil and rice thrown in a flame
instant eternal cauldron of pain and despair
noble ignorance aside feasting on phosphorescent sands
pulls humanity back toward a lifeless sea
unenlightened unfulfilled unfurthered
stop it
all believers
be brave
some mornings come with no warning

meeting house after sunrise
(in 1965 norman morrison, stony run meeting executive secretary, poured kerosene on and immolated himself outside robert mcnamara’s pentagon office)

copitas

morning shadows breakfast
sun extinguishing electric street
smogashen dew briefsoothing
nothing despair nothing
slow anthrosuicide prevention
ringing phone
eggs runningintotoast
tableset edgeswiped
saucers sweeping in orbitspinning
blackcoffee whiteporcelain bread orangemarmalade
stay and drinkwithme
insomnia
because nothing rejoice
inour nohurry pleasantlighted cleancafe

charles and fayette at sunrise
(after continuing direct action in city restaurants that started at hoopers restaurant at charles and fayette streets in 1960, the maryland general assembly passed a law permitting the city and several other jurisdictions to bar segregation in public places in 1963)

pleasure dome

fight through pleasant exciting environment
closer to venice urban undiluting
in perplexing injustice awkward triangular
through economic valley in magnetism field
touch side windows out on city
from three small squares
mixintenseuse
on slope bridging superblock

charles center at sunrise
(the greater baltimore committee formed in 1956 and bonds for its first project, charles center– between liberty street, hopkins place, and lombard, charles, and saratoga streets– were approved by voters in 1958)

can and will

once before
been the same
all about this thing
stare stopping victim
moments a lifetime
strange and simple
lost in a river
love is dark.
dark and blue

charles street at sunrise
(the swallows, formerly the oakeleers as teens in west baltimore—lawrence coxson, earl hurley, bunky mack, eddie rich, money Johnson, junior denby—performed at eddie leonmards spa musical bar on charles street in the late 1940s)