Karl Kempton

from eleven directions

a line 1. becomes a wave ( O n ~~~ w 2. tidal wash shoreline curlew family drills for sand crabs ) ) ) ) ) ( ( ( ( bloom stems dance twist wind-wake eddies weighted lavender aromatics is a day a sentence for astrophysicists not even a diacritical gesture for quantum physicists an unabridged oxford dictionary with unending new word search hidden in inkwells within inkwells zenoed all the way to inked inkwell tattoo on the arm of the one hand clapping another reaches satOri other uncountable hands busy weaving maya’s tapestry including quantum physicists like children smashing rocks in their hands for the joy of twirling sound & powder will they ever find the words for the ocean’s cursive reply after heat wave walking grover beach north pismo beach (south our oceano beach? too many vehicles again) foggy morning three foot tall grey heron stands in surf wash fishing had i my camera could have captured the ? neck moment by the 1000s upon coastal cliffs & nearshore rocks brown pelicans set up for the season to fish gravity drop 30 feet ! at the end of the line the inexperienced surf fishing know not fish or kelp                  ) ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ those who tasted know not what but how slippery the uncaught caught bowl never empty until not bowl *** words all empty though empty always full of itself towhee began in a rain gutter banging around to head butting small bathroom window to bouncing off a window back onto jade plant finally to car mirrors to sit on drop off & fly into until tired day after day crazy bird you say i say look around note wrong identifications egos butting against each other & walls of desires the friction heats the globe seeking whatever false fortune promised with rare exceptions our psychologies do not cultivate higher consciousness weaponized to harvest hypnotized consumers & cull followers for ideologies of hate even in the tangled mazes of scripture pickpocketed by clergy & priests without a true wisdom guide twists & turns insure getting nowhere to find the true wealth note r ch
Karl Kempton lives in Oceano with his beloved wife, Ruth. Where they reside is 20,000+ years deep in history beginning with the Chumash. Early 1900s all of adjacent Halcyon and much of Oceano was owned by The Temple of the People, a theosophical community. In the 1930s several acres were purchased by Gavin Arthur, who became instrumental as a financial supporter of the Dunites and the Dune Forum.

footnotes appeared mid last year in India (https://kobitadihiblogspot.blogspot.com/2020/06/karl-kempton.html?fbclid=IwAR1va0meMHxwPSdelHAj1lc-38LeJ_sJC9VGmWQIY-1CSdIDzGGKpy6vQfQ). His Rune 2: 26 Voices: January Interlude was recently reprinted by Derek Beaulieu’s https://derekbeaulieu.wordpress.com/2020/10/24/26-voices/.

Forthcoming from Michael Jacobson’s Post-Asemic Press: Intimate Hands.
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