Selected Poems

Hermaphropoetics

from Solitary Workwoman

Part 3: Fire Clay
from The Joe 82 Creation Poems

Selections from
I am the Babe of Joseph Stalin's Daughter

Not Be Essence That Cannot Be



             The Mystery Of Wild-Woman & The Perfect Peace


                                   floods      point    the
                  westward migration       reproduce the
                                                 extra
                                                 energy

         reconvert it         to SOUTHWESTERN ASIA        AFRIKA

                                    memory of the
                        Attraction of a celestial body for
                                             Zero

   physical change of       mantowoman               wild-woman
                        the catalyst of change/

                           GREAT!
                                  call the manifestation
       vision receiver     Rare-Earth

                                          it
                                          continues
                                          to
                                          end
                                          for
                                          him/
                                          wild-
                                          woman
                                          Saviour
                                          of
                                          Juice

       & the land is luxuriant            frag
                                          rant with
                                          voodoo
               excess of bloodshed
                                          rose in a 
                                          prime womb/ a 
                             trembling hydrogen bomb sweet 
                             mucous & texturous
                    Sacred design
                                      throughout & 
     swarming everywhere the sucking bees the food juice 
turning to her blood/her peace, perfect peace
                                                         Time
                                           cuts back
                                                     to
                                               Her power.  flat rock.