In the last (what the the fuck took so long?) gangster movie,
the Italians and the Irish and the Russians and who the fuck
else cares kill each other. Fat illiterate loud men in track suits
self-immolate, Martin Scorcese and Francis Ford Go Fuck
Yourself retire, and
brains exploding on walls no longer appeal:
well what a fucking surprise!
"It's just a bunch of stupid men
killing each other, and most of them
seem to be Catholics and, you know,
underachieving," observed an observer.
Roll out the fucking Brooklyn, Little Italy,
Atlantic City, Las Vegas, Dildo-ville accents.
Lay out the buffet of sociopathic practices.
And then, for fuck's sake, go away
forever and always. Badda-boom,
badda-fucking-bore.
Hans Ostrom 2012
Monday, November 19, 2012
Have It History's Way
Shaggy evergreens shrug and sway in a rainstorm.
Ezra Pound wasn't much for trees--Wordsworth-weary,
I suppose. Couldn't see history in or through them.
Instead he thought of rocks, layered, and of drills.
He was an American engineer. He wanted
comprehensive control of culture as if it were
acreage for the over-taking. Mineral rights.
But history's circulatory, and it's wet. It's
flexible, weird, and mysterious. Try to package
it, and you'll lose the magic. Impose upon
it, and it will flee like an Idaho mountain lion.
No, don't drill it, as if you were going
to set a charge, blast some ore. Receive
it easy like a storm, shrug and sway and stay
surprised by it, and you will have its way with you.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
Ezra Pound wasn't much for trees--Wordsworth-weary,
I suppose. Couldn't see history in or through them.
Instead he thought of rocks, layered, and of drills.
He was an American engineer. He wanted
comprehensive control of culture as if it were
acreage for the over-taking. Mineral rights.
But history's circulatory, and it's wet. It's
flexible, weird, and mysterious. Try to package
it, and you'll lose the magic. Impose upon
it, and it will flee like an Idaho mountain lion.
No, don't drill it, as if you were going
to set a charge, blast some ore. Receive
it easy like a storm, shrug and sway and stay
surprised by it, and you will have its way with you.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Weary of Movie Acting
Sometimes I get fed up
with the "great" acting
movie-actors enact.
I watch a scene,
and I think, "These
are famous people
doing something
for which they're
famous." I look
at the make-up,
the mannerisms,
the evidence
that the director
has had to suck up
to the celebrity.
I don't give even
one fuck what
the alleged
"story" is about.
I see angles, noses,
lips. I listen
to the goddamned
dubbing. I see how
the famous actor
demanded better
lighting and lots
of money
on "the back end."
They are acting up a storm.
And I am weary.
And what do I do?
I go read a novel in
well worn paperback form.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
with the "great" acting
movie-actors enact.
I watch a scene,
and I think, "These
are famous people
doing something
for which they're
famous." I look
at the make-up,
the mannerisms,
the evidence
that the director
has had to suck up
to the celebrity.
I don't give even
one fuck what
the alleged
"story" is about.
I see angles, noses,
lips. I listen
to the goddamned
dubbing. I see how
the famous actor
demanded better
lighting and lots
of money
on "the back end."
They are acting up a storm.
And I am weary.
And what do I do?
I go read a novel in
well worn paperback form.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Voting Biblical Principles
Someone encouraged me
to vote for Biblical principles
in a recent election. I didn't
see any on the ballot.
Well, now, there was
this one thing about supporting
a bond to maintain bus-routes
in this city. I know how
working people have the Devil's
own time getting to and from
work, shops, family, and clinics.
Although Jesus Christ
never rode a bus, only
a donkey, I still figured
voting to pay to keep up
the bus-routes wasn't
anti-Biblical. Right?
The measure failed.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
to vote for Biblical principles
in a recent election. I didn't
see any on the ballot.
Well, now, there was
this one thing about supporting
a bond to maintain bus-routes
in this city. I know how
working people have the Devil's
own time getting to and from
work, shops, family, and clinics.
Although Jesus Christ
never rode a bus, only
a donkey, I still figured
voting to pay to keep up
the bus-routes wasn't
anti-Biblical. Right?
The measure failed.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
Monday, November 12, 2012
Today I Am Sure
Today I am sure
most of the poetry
written by William Blake
is unnecessarily complicated
and more or less
a pain in the ass.
Today I am sure
that life is the art
of delaying what is
inevitable and
accelerating
what is recalcitrant.
Today I am sure
that greed
is a disorder,
an addiction that blinds
the sufferer
and corrodes society.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
most of the poetry
written by William Blake
is unnecessarily complicated
and more or less
a pain in the ass.
Today I am sure
that life is the art
of delaying what is
inevitable and
accelerating
what is recalcitrant.
Today I am sure
that greed
is a disorder,
an addiction that blinds
the sufferer
and corrodes society.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
Refuse to Race
Whatever happened to what happened?
I knew Chronos was quick, but now it seems
to have vroomed some more velocity.
Even the young with hard thighs, smart
lies, brassy brains, and big chests
seem prematurely nostalgic.
If you're always trying to catch up,
for God's sake and yours, stop.
Settle down in being
behind and let the future go
fuck itself--because it's going to
anyway. This thing's a race
only if you agree to run.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
I knew Chronos was quick, but now it seems
to have vroomed some more velocity.
Even the young with hard thighs, smart
lies, brassy brains, and big chests
seem prematurely nostalgic.
If you're always trying to catch up,
for God's sake and yours, stop.
Settle down in being
behind and let the future go
fuck itself--because it's going to
anyway. This thing's a race
only if you agree to run.
Copyright 2012 Hans Ostrom
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Teaching
You may lead a horse to water. The horse
may not be thirsty. Or the intuitive animal
might smell something wrong about the
water--or be spooked off it for another
reason. The horse may also have no
particular cause to trust you. If the
horse doesn't drink this time, it may
drink later, and it will probably remember
where this trough or pond or creek is.
So don't be in a rush to give up,
declare failure (the horse's), and
congratulate yourself for doing
all you could. Try a different way.
Look for different water. And anyway,
people aren't horses, so there's that.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
may not be thirsty. Or the intuitive animal
might smell something wrong about the
water--or be spooked off it for another
reason. The horse may also have no
particular cause to trust you. If the
horse doesn't drink this time, it may
drink later, and it will probably remember
where this trough or pond or creek is.
So don't be in a rush to give up,
declare failure (the horse's), and
congratulate yourself for doing
all you could. Try a different way.
Look for different water. And anyway,
people aren't horses, so there's that.
Hans Ostrom, 2012
Friday, November 2, 2012
The Economy Needs the Poor
“The economy needs the poor,” says
a wee lad on the precipice of a bachelor
of arts in economics to me. He’s the son
of some remote dickhead CEO in France
One of the brightest students I’ve ever taught,
a Black and Latina woman from
Oakland (she likes the 49ers, I like the
Raiders, we riff on that) says, “The
political science students on campus
are the least culturally competent—
they’re not equipped for this society.”
Today, this month, November 2012,
I think, well, Whiteness will have its
way: cocaine-speed-meth
capitalism, fuck-you-
we’re going
to fucking war, if you’re a
thinking
person, then go fuck yourself,
we will
dominate you, we always have,
so suck our illiterate radioactive dicks.
Old, I wish to God it would be different
for the thinking young I know. You don’t
know how much I wish that this were so.
I wish God would empower them.
And then I look at the mainstream shit
they all must countenance, and I think,
“God damn it, the demons have won.
The motherfucking super-rich have won.”
Hans Ostrom, 2012
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