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Jacket 23 - Eleni Sikelianos - from "The California Poem"
I want to tell you about the dream. The California is a paradise lake with colorful animals dream. The when I go back to my homeland California is a paradise I ...

On one side, a tall Pink bird invented by space and time called with pockets of Geryon-ash-gold What can be lit I’ll light that I’ll light that for you dream in the nape of the napalm of sun-shore-sun I am an orphan! I am still Ishmael! dream with roosters between the houses scratching at the dust of light of the dream thorny shapes that stand in the desert as tall as a house sticking up out of the desert part In California, fire hydrant is a way to say freeway which in turn turns to freely  allie All ye at Lake of our Lady, etc. It is made available here without charge for personal use only. Parts of this section of the poem have appeared previously in Please respect the fact that this material is copyright.

I go back to my homeland California is a paradise I am happy for you dream in which Alexander the Great damager of farflung lands invented the caterpillar, ravager, We were going ever so through the dusty eucalyptus the dusty eucalyptus & shadow road in the “opposite of blindness” & “relinquished speech” The lake is to the left. She collects California rocks, for she is a rockhound, and she collects California rattlesnakes, for she is a tailhound, and she will open a healthfood store and sell frozen buffalo meat for this is California and she will embezzle money from the local paper and live in a trailer plunked in the middle of the sands of the unshored Inyokern   a goat named Angel    guppies    her ladies in diners    geodes In the deadyard at Dolores crumbling into dust & light is California and California’s up like pellets did I turn to the bones of mice bones in the coyote fox eagle shit A spine brought to the whole length of California was laid out like a golden wheel-veil at the sadness of early California, the sado-masos down from the hills and Sadducees, their the pinelands of Banana Road, like three light fingers making waste across the ice lakes of Jupiter’s cow moons, Io. My grandmother spends weekends in ghost towns looking for scorpions to cast in lucite.

As of late 2003, Sikelianos makes her home in Colorado, where she teaches at Naropa and Denver Universities. The California is a paradise lake with colorful animals dream. Earthly Paradise California a tumbleweed sprayed in the shape of a Kelp Limpet, Gilded Turban, & the lemon leaves will brush one’s head, & the spiderwebs are fresh & dewy, the mouse turds can be found under the chaparral.

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    The California Poem. Poems by Eleni Sikelianos. “To be homesick for the whole of California requires a vast imagination. Whitman in his way was always ...
    The California Poem, Eleni Sikelianos

    My grandmother spends weekends in ghost towns looking for scorpions to cast in lucite. As of late 2003, Sikelianos makes her home in Colorado, where she teaches at Naropa and Denver Universities. Earthly Paradise California a tumbleweed sprayed in the shape of a Kelp Limpet, Gilded Turban, & the lemon leaves will brush one’s head, & the spiderwebs are fresh & dewy, the mouse turds can be found under the chaparral.

    On one side, a tall Pink bird invented by space and time called with pockets of Geryon-ash-gold What can be lit I’ll light that I’ll light that for you dream in the nape of the napalm of sun-shore-sun I am an orphan! I am still Ishmael! dream with roosters between the houses scratching at the dust of light of the dream thorny shapes that stand in the desert as tall as a house sticking up out of the desert part In California, fire hydrant is a way to say freeway which in turn turns to freely  allie All ye at Lake of our Lady, etc. Parts of this section of the poem have appeared previously in Please respect the fact that this material is copyright. The California is a paradise lake with colorful animals dream.

    It is made available here without charge for personal use only. I go back to my homeland California is a paradise I am happy for you dream in which Alexander the Great damager of farflung lands invented the caterpillar, ravager, We were going ever so through the dusty eucalyptus the dusty eucalyptus & shadow road in the “opposite of blindness” & “relinquished speech” The lake is to the left. She is currently at work on a hybrid family history, part of which will be published next fall as (City Lights). She collects California rocks, for she is a rockhound, and she collects California rattlesnakes, for she is a tailhound, and she will open a healthfood store and sell frozen buffalo meat for this is California and she will embezzle money from the local paper and live in a trailer plunked in the middle of the sands of the unshored Inyokern   a goat named Angel    guppies    her ladies in diners    geodes In the deadyard at Dolores crumbling into dust & light is California and California’s up like pellets did I turn to the bones of mice bones in the coyote fox eagle shit A spine brought to the whole length of California was laid out like a golden wheel-veil at the sadness of early California, the sado-masos down from the hills and Sadducees, their the pinelands of Banana Road, like three light fingers making waste across the ice lakes of Jupiter’s cow moons, Io.

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