"Eye of the tropical January sun," "Enduring Spinning: Agriculture, Culture and War," and "The Ordinary Care of Providence"

Eye of the tropical January sun

Exercising belief about unknowns.
Makes sense to take your best guess.
Using history, numbers, extrapolation.
Getting the trajectory right for re-entry.
Few dissenters left for climate change, evolution.
Nuclear power brings a process to earth
that occurs only in space. Dangerous
but necessary? Not a risk-averse weasel.
 
One among many mammals is the weasel,
not known for its consideration of unknowns
but, for its extreme caloric needs, considered dangerous.
My wife says in England violent gusts
forced a locomotive off its tracks. One interpretation
might reasonably be that the mother, earth,
has stopped mothering man. We’re entering
a period of unknowns and must evolve.
 
What might this involve
and what adjustments are possibly feasible?
Walking rather than riding to the subway entrance,
using less electricity until more is known,
preserving agricultural soils and forest land,
buying fewer plastic contraptions.
My brother’s washing his pajamas less often.
 
None of this may make the slightest difference
in how the earth and the sun and universe revolve.
But we are human and addicted to action,
the probable less attractive than the possible.
Also, there’s no percentage in respecting death
unless it’s imminent. Better to remain centered,
focused on food, child-bearing, war and the poem.
 
All driveways plowed, all lawns mowed.
Just in time before the first snow, I raked our leaves.
Two eight hour days. What percent of all time is that?
Draw a ray with point A the first pile of leaves
extending to the extrapolating end of universe.
.01 of Aaron. Zero of Zach.
Hawks playing, hunting, mating, canaries in the mine.
 
Having been too many places to count.

Sex bars, infant formulas, fire crews, last rites, permanent jobs, traffic tickets, judges’ chambers, out houses, wedding banquets, boiling teapots, frantic centuries, facial tissues, presumed innocent, clear intentions, stainless steel.

Spiderweb glove. Deerfly earring. Daddylonglegs seeingeyedog.
Memorized songs. Privatized loans.
You cannot know what you’re doing until you’ve done it. Eye witness.
Erudite sweep the floor. Articulate make the bed.
Infrared town hall. Crab nebula. Your last crap.
Eye of the tropical January sun. Slouching toward temperate zone.

Enduring Spinning: Agriculture, Culture and War

You can feel it spinning
                                 fast
the Chinese, Japanese, American and European junk
orbiting at several thousand miles per hour could
                                                                          punch
a hole in your armor, future. Thanksgiving passes, then Christmas.
A nuclear detonation, we absorb that fact. The scientist in us
delays sadness by recording observations. What is is,
sorrow’s for tomorrow.
 
By reducing probabilities to near zero I hope to avoid sorrow.
In yr suburb.
In history when there were many fewer people we still found reason
to cross space, explore, trade and war. Now
                                                                   overpopulation
may not be the problem but food and water shortages
get our attention.
                      I have Korf’s fears.
And hear what I want to hear.
 
Some hear singing, some hear speeches or complaining.
Martin Luther King sang his complaints, dreamed of a brotherly nation
which came to pass, spinning fast, past Thanksgivings, past jailings
into reconnaissance, small wars, drones, renaissance, inventions.
At the border,

                  where the Juaristas fought Maximilian:
“Benito Juarez (1806-1872) Zapotec Amerindian who served five terms as president of Mexico. He was the first Mexican leader who did not have a military background and also the first full-blooded indigenous person to lead a country in the western hemisphere in over 300 years. For resisting French occupation, overthrowing the Empire, and restoring the Republic, Juarez is regarded as Mexico’s greatest and most beloved leader.” –Wikipedia
 
Each soldier chooses what war at what border or just
                                                                               shows up
spinning with the planet.
The neighborhood and surrounding nature is orderly.
But always there is implied force, violence holding it together,
                                                                                        chaos
is contained
kept out of the playground, government buildings, children’s games
but lies within
the force maintaining order, a spinning tumor, a gyroscope of
                                                                                        inertia.
The force of the spinning, the speed of the force bring one to one’s death
seasons, weather, earth.
                                  While the emperor’s being beheaded
enduring seeds are discovered and invented, cross-fertilized and bred.
Corn, yams, potatoes, sunflowers, rice.
                                                          Food is life and a good study,
useful discipline
                     daily meditation.
                                          The fighting man protects the farmer
and the farmer feeds the fighting man.
They elect the governor
                                 who serves the people. Peace out.
 
Peace and war are transitory manifestations of spinning
electrons, planets.
                          The sun’s a nuclear detonation, essential
to spring and planting. Food is life. Seeds endure
if man goes to his daily discipline. If woman is man.
Birth and death
                      together are orderly, the border can be known,
voluntarily. How we live together, by prayer or force,
is our story.
 
Knowledge
from laboratory to starry corridor keeps us very
                                                                       versed.
Did Juaristas consider the rights of animals not to be eaten?
Not during that spinning.
                                  And perform the history that surrounds us.
All that can be done
is written in the spinning:
“The people of the land, the Indian farmers of North America – like their counterparts in Mesoamerica, the Andean region, and the Amazon – have continuously cultivated maize, beans, squash and other crops for more than five thousand years. One of the salient features of their traditional farming systems is the high degree of biodiversity. These traditional farming systems have emerged over centuries of cultural and biological evolution, and they represent the accumulated experience of indigenous farmers interacting with the environment without access to external inputs, capital or scientific knowledge. In Latin America alone, more than 2.5 million hectares under traditional agriculture in the form of raised fields, polycultures, agroforestry systems and the like document indigenous farmers’ successful adaptations to difficult environments.”   –Miguel Altieri in Enduring Seeds

The Ordinary Care of Providence

Madison’s defense of the establishment clause to the Virginia legislature:
“Religion both existed and flourished, not only without the support of human laws, but in spite of every opposition from them, and not only during the period of miraculous aid but long after it had been left to its own evidence and the ordinary care of Providence.”
 
                                                        May I say
electromagnetic waves. Radiant energy.
Light travels in waves
                                  Waves of what?
Electromagnetic waves consist of electric and magnetic fields
oscillating at right angles to each other
and to the direction of motion of the wave.
                                                                  All waves can be described
in terms of amplitude, wavelength, frequency and speed.
 
Waves of what?
                        Think of a hand waving. The wave itself
is virtual, ideal. The hand and eyes are waves. The wave’s
a quantum guess.
                          Religion and electromagnetic waves -- visible, audible, ideal
causing real reactions in earth-time (real as it gets). Madison's
ordinary
           care of Providence
                                      impossible to handle.
 
Needed is a medium: antenna, cathode ray, page
body
        hairy, sweaty
                            diurnal
with the capacity to say Providence electromagnetic visible light
element god.
                 Alone in your life and body. Say
the heavy word
weighty word
isotope
            charged word (ion god)
the particle physicist and political philosopher have it over the poet
who is sharing ignorance
                                       pretty much all he doesn’t know.
 
Or who stays within a dimension she knows she knows, extrapolating
her hand in a child’s hand or husband’s hold or nest in a tree hole
limited government
                             separation of powers
                                                           daily low intensity warfare
 
light, radio and gamma waves
                                              Waves of what?
“Matter can be treated by both wave and particle theories (the duality of matter) since its convertible counterpart -- light -- has long been treated successfully by both theories.”
convertible counterpart
                                    light matter light
 
Solutions to the equations are called wave functions, or orbitals.
“Religion or the duty which we owe our Creator and the manner of discharging it can be directed only by reason and conviction, not by force or violence. It is proper to take alarm at the first experiment on our liberties. We hold this prudent jealousy to be the first duty of Citizens, and one of the noblest characteristics of the late Revolution. The free men of America did not wait till usurped power had strengthened itself by exercise and entangled the question in precedents. They saw all the consequences in the principle and they avoided the consequences by denying the principle.  We revere this lesson too much to soon forget it.”
 
Last night’s movie She's No Angel on the Christian channel
begged many essential questions (and had bad music)
                                                                                       why
the loving liberal successful couple should
keep a shotgun in the home (later used per Shakespeare)
                                                                                           what
the community’s (authority’s) reaction to the violence
and precipitating dissembling might have been (per The Crucible)
                                                                                                       whether
the golden spiritual couple would subsequently dissemble lobby or defend
themselves and the loved one legally and lengthily (per Dostoyevsky)
                                                                                                             where
unclean tragic outcomes end in Death’s cleanliness
ravens eat the fur and guts of bad guesses off the roads (per A Designer of Systems)
 
but not I think missing
the deeper lesson
 
that she is neither her past
nor her wings
 
but a pure goodness
                               bone stillness
                                                  potential energy
 
a light wave
and a particle.