Song of the Blessed One: The Bhagavad-Gita, Canto 11: (5) Behold II
my pupils convulse give birth SCALD THE REGIONS OF MY UNDERSTANDING unenvisionable vision RUNS WILDFIRE THROUGH MY NERVES transparent I articulated system of pain and survival NETWORKS SCREAM exquisite swallowed bolts of plasma winds of sand and fire scour my bones naked ah You laugh ah Arjuna now God has entered humanity FLUXES OF TRANSLUCENCY SHOCKLASH MY SINEWS across constellations on these racks am I drawn ah Arjuna You say your requested crucifixion to see to know the box beneath the bed snake and appletree hairy rap on city gate king in sewage-raiment contending with what YOU KNEW I WAS A MAN THIS PERVIOUS TO GRIEF AND NOW YOU SPLIT MY THROAT brain torn from cord string from muscle ball from socket
John Timpane is the Media Editor/Writer for The Philadelphia Inquirer. His work has appeared in Sequoia, The Fox Chase Review, Cleaver, Apiary, Painted Bride Quarterly, The Philadelphia Review of Books, The Rathalla Review, Per Contra, Vocabula Review, and elsewhere. Books include (with Nancy H. Packer) Writing Worth Reading (NY: St. Martin, 1994), It Could Be Verse (Berkeley, Calif.: Ten Speed, 1995), (with Maureen Watts and the Poetry Center of Cal State San Francisco) Poetry for Dummies, and (with Roland Reisley) Usonia, N.Y.: Building a Community with Frank Lloyd Wright (NY: Princeton Architectural Press, 2000), plus a poetry chapbook, Burning Bush (Ontario, Canada: Judith Fitzgerald/Cranberry Tree, 2011). His e-mail band, Car Radio Dog, has just released its second CD, Back to the Bone. He is spouse to Maria-Christina Keller, and they are parents of Pilar and Conor.