Bundled Up, Volume 4:
Quintains, Pentastichs, Tankas
Cinquains, Quintets, Quintillas
Gogyohkas, Limericks, Wakas
Five Line Poems and Onions
Stop Here on Quintain Lane
By Mike Garofalo
500 Quintains, Tankas,
Pentastichs and Onions
5 Line Poems
Quintains Research
2000.
Magazines of Stale Memories
Opened the Door of his Mind:
Mostly a hoarder's rooms inside.
Filled with magazines of stale memories.
Packed with boxes of unpleasant dreams.
Piled with the dirty dishes of despair.
2001.
"A Man may make a Remark---
In itself ---
A quiet thing
That may furnish
The Fuse unto a Spark
In dormant nature--- lain ---
Let us deport --- with skill ---
Let us discourse --- with care ---
Powder exists in Charcoal ---
Before it exists in Fire."
Emily Dickinson, 1860-1886, ED#952
Remarks in Wittgenstein's Style
2002.
A Gentleman's Retreat
tired
worked hard
job done—
resting now
sipping rum
2003
My Ear's Hear Celestial Music
My bones have some stardust,
my brain some
reptilian vestiges,
and my soul
some of the Earth.
2004.
Five Corners X Five
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
Quintain Poetry Sections on this Webpage
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Bundled Up:
Quintains, Tankas, Pentastichs, and Onions
Original Quintain Poetry By Mike Garofalo
Bundled Up, Volume 1
Quintain Poems 1 - 1,000
Bundled Up, Volume 2
Quintain Poems 1,000 - 1,500
Bundled Up, Volume 3
Quintain Poems 1,500 - 2,000
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Quintain Poems 2,000 - 2,500
Bundled Up, Volume 5
Quintain Sonnets, Art, Remarks, Time
Quintain Poems 2,500 - 3,000
Bundled Up, Volume 6
Quintain Sonnets, Time, Onions
Quintain Poems 3,000 - 3,500
Quintains: 2,100+ Quintains (Free Online)
Quintain Sonnet Forms ( 5252, 555, 553 )
Quintains: Bibliography, Links, Notes
Quintains: Cloud Hands Blog Posts
2005.
It Begins Now
in every moment
today is created anew—
pristine possibilities
changing opportunities
depending on you
2006.
"I love the mountain peak
but I know also its rolling
foothills
half-visible
in mist and fog
The Seafarer gets up
long before dawn to read.
His soul
is a whale feeding
on the Holy Word.
The soul who loves the peak
also inhales the deep
breath rising
from the mountain
buried in mist."
- Robert Bly, The Chinese Peaks
2007.
Do You Know the Way to Go?
If you understand,
things are changing.
If you don't understand,
things are changing.
Understanding change is changing.
2008.
Evening Insights
winding down
work done
dusk now coming
feeling slow...
yawning
2009.
I Forgot What I Remembered
I do contain multitudes
of memories, facts, and clues.
Multitudes of histories
lived by me and you.
Multitudes of forgotten news.
2010.
When Did He Say What
Every Proposition
is time-place stamped
for Context.
The date and place
help explicate.
2011.
My Skin Is So Cold in the Mountains
"No mind, no Buddha,"
Disciples prattle.
"Got skin, got marrow."
Well, goodbye to that.
Beyond, peak glows on peak!"
- Shozan
2012.
Big Rocks Get Named
We walked with the wind
zig-zagging up the hill
muddy trail to the end—
at the Top— a Rock—
—the Thumb of Poseidon.
- Poseidon's Thumb, Lincoln City, Oregon
2013.
Salt-Water in My Eyes
I must see the Sea again;
A mystery; I don't know why.
I see a Vastness, wide as Time;
Before my surprised eyes!
A glimpse of Free Eternity.
Highway 101 and 1: Docu-Poems
Touring the Pacific Coast of the USA
2014.
beings being Being
Bright as Brilliant
Dark as the darkest Night
Cold as Frozen
Hot as Steam—
Contrasts of beings being Being.
2015.
Stoics Also Taught in a Garden
Silence is the Mistress of Sound.
Calmness is a Guide on the Way.
Intelligence is the Ruler of Forms.
Wisdom is the Good Life on Display.
Philosophy can be your friend today.
An Old Philosopher's Notebooks
2016.
Fencing over Terms
Is "meaning"
determinate or indeterminate?
I sit on one side of the Fence
on Tuesday, and on the other
side of the Fence on Fridays and Sundays.
An Old Philosopher's Notebooks
2017.
"Poetry is not
the thing said
but
a way of
saying it."
2018.
Epistemological as Rhetoricians
I rather favor
using words to describe,
and the use of words to be described;
and less often
the meaning of words to be analyzed.
An Old Philosopher's Notebooks
2019.
Covered by Lust
wrapped in covers
cozy old lovers
slept side by side—
resting from labors
naughty behaviors
2020.
Forgetting is Sweet Revenge
As if
I reminded myself to forget
counseled myself to desist—
erased sour memories
abandoned false theories.
2021.
"The fiery unicorn snapped
Its golden chain, moon-hare
Flung wide the silver gate
Welcome, over Mount Shozan,
The midnight moon."
Lucien Stryk, Zen Poetry
2022.
"I have written down all these thoughts as remarks,
short paragraphs,
sometimes in longer chains about the same subject,
sometimes jumping, in a sudden change,
from one area to another."
- Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations, Preface
2023.
a baby's hands in the sand
summer hums
in small wet hands
a baby digging in the
surfside sands—
daddy watching
2024.
"Getting the word 'red'
into circulation
was a feat on a par
with Newton's persuading people
to use the term 'gravity'."
- Richard Rorty, Philosophy as Poetry
An Old Philosopher's Notebooks
2025.
Taking the Dare at Zuma Beach
they ran
into the bashing surf
full speed
screaming courage—
the plunge
2026.
The Magic of Writing Poetry
my poems begin
with a pencil
placed on a page—
beyond that?
writing begins...
2027.
Wagering in Tacoma
Point Defiance
Fort Nisqually
Hurston Way
Commencement Bay—
Puyallup Indian Res Casino on I5
Emerald Queen Casino and Hotel
2028.
Which Way is Best?
Drive Hoquiam to Humptulips
OR
Drive Humptulips to Hoquiam?
Drive North.
Sun at your back.
2029.
eyes from above
hovering above
four scavengers
circling higher
vulture eyes—
searching below
2030.
The Day Suddenly Changes
If
the engine
won't start
a minimum
of circumvention
2031.
"Under the cloudy cliff, near the temple door,
Between dusky spring plants on the pond,
A frog jumps in the water; Plop!
Startled,
the poet drops his brush."
- Sengai
2032.
Offerings to Coyote
As if
sagebrush, candle-lit, rituals, dawn,
burning herbs, whiskey poured, campfire, songs,
reading sacred poetry, tales, offering gifts,
encouraging kindness, gratitude, and mindfulness.
2033.
Increasing Worry
drawing down . . . . no hurry
don't worry
about me
don't worry . . . . . . I'm lying
I'm worrying now
2034.
Confucius Maybe Would Have Said
The superior man
must be watchful over
himself when he is alone
moreover when
undergoing a changeover.
2035.
Playing with a Table Box
| typography | Words |
| layout | Imagery |
| Story | |
| type font | Message |
| Left Margin | zine |
| R Margin | |
| size of font | |
| digital webpage | colorful font |
| Read | Book |
| Ledge | Ledge |
| CENTERED | |
| end | end |
| Bundled Up | |
| Quintain Poetry | |
| By Michael P. Garofalo | |
2036.
"This after-sunset is a sight for seeing,
Cliff-heads of craggy cloud surrounding it.
And dwell you in that glory-show?
You may; for there are strange strange things in being,
Stranger than I know."
- Thomas Hardy, He Prefers Her Earthly
2037.
Freeway 205: Waves of Sound
rumbling groan
freeway speed
dull drone
background sound
engines expound
2038.
Earphone Silences
He sat in the train seat
Earphones engaged ... a lecture to repeat!
Isolated, inside the zone, ears on.
Listening, to the speaker's beautiful tact—
we rattled over railroad tracks.
2039.
Prenatal Heartbeat Pace
The landscape of my mind:
tabula rasa heartbeat
and oxygenated blood flow.
Hearing some sounds, womb home,
Changing sensations, regular cycles.
2040.
getting ready for work
He drank all the grapefruit juice
She ate all the tiny ginger cookies.
We thought about playing nookie.
We listened to news on the radio.
We cleaned frost off the car windows.
2041.
"The wind appears and disappears
like breath on a mirror;
and between the hills is only Cold
that lies beneath the stones
and in the grass."
- Yvor Winters, The Barnyard
2042.
A Baptist Objects to the Walk for Peace
A Southern Baptist preacher
Stands behind his placard's-word-rant;
To spread the word of John the Baptist—but, he can't!
Criticizing the Buddhist monks walk;
Did not accept a flower, just gave more Baptist-Jesus back-talk.
Twenty Buddhist Monks Walk for Peace, 2025-2026
Walking from Texas to Washington, D.C.
Seen and supported on their walk by millions of people.
With their endearing dog Aloka, along for the walk.
Encouraging kindness, peace, compassion, mindfulness.
Many people of different spiritual and religious views
showed respect to and support for
to the Walking Monks for Peace!
I really respect all the good people, in the millions, who
came out to join the monks in walking for peace.
2043.
Washing Your Hands Before Cutting
his hands
her hands
handling—
cutting up 40 cold chickens
for a catering gig
2044.
Is North Dakota above South Dakota?
puzzle map
child's play
USA States
mind test
game on
[The first puzzle I mastered as a child
was a map of the United States.]
2045.
Increasing Imagination
As If
the stars climbed down stone sewers
ants hiked up a great Ranier glacier—
oddities of imagination increase
as impediments to creativity decrease,
2046.
football in freezing Fall
recovered fumble—
completed pass
good run
touchdown
game won
2047.
"It is nothing less than thrilling to see the delight, the pain, the opposition,
the contradiction, the logic and the illogic of the mysterious, unlanguaged
correspondence between mother and child, child and mother, and then
adult and mother meet with such a fierce intelligence.
And there is brilliant formal invention."
2048.
Waving Cloud Hands
Tai Chi practice
in my sturdy hardwood
straight-back higher-seated Chair—
remembering, recalling, rehearsing,
playing the Seated Cloud Hands 24 Yang.
2049.
| Alternatives of Twos |
one to two words |
| two syllables: done day, display two syllables two syllables: May Day, replay two syllables two syllables: bite Cry, OK |
two beats: Da-dum Da-dum |
2050.
"To me, Walt Whitman, it must come as a surprise,
life is so often nothing more than a quotation.
Most people are other people.
Surprises change life:
I have more,
I am sure,
than I deserve,
but it is alway nice to have
a little more
than one deserves . . ."
- Richard Howard, Wildflowers 485
2051.
"In rainy September, when leaves grow down into the dark,
I put my forehead down to the damp, seaweed-smelling sand.
The time has come. I have put off choosing for years,
Perhaps whole lives. The fern has no choice but to live;
For this crime in receives earth, water, and night.
We close the door. " I have no claim on you." Dusk
Comes. You say, "The love I have had with you is enough."
We know we could live apart from one another.
The sheldrake floats apart from the flock.
The oak trees puts out leaves alone on the lonely hillside.
Men and women before us have accomplished this.
I would see you, and you me, once a year.
We would be two kernels, and not be planted.
We stay in the room, door closed, lights out.
I weep with you with shame and without honor."
- Robert Bly, In Rainy September
2052.
Heart Aches
tied to a tree
in the snow
a dead dog—
Cruelty
never grows old
2053.
Discrete Digressions
a new born thought
popped into my mind
but
best not said out loud
this time
2054.
The Replica of Noah's Ark Was Sunk Last Week
As if
the boring story retold itself
in another accent of 'Merican-ish'.
What? The Ark and the bones of every known animal
were discovered in the ruins on Mars.
Noah's Ark Replica in Williamstown, Kentucky
2055.

2056.
"& I am of the skull & corpus vertebrate hiding inside
the microscopic structure of a bone
& my osteoclasts will tear it down & my osteblasts will build it back
& I am of chordata & endoskeleton hiding inside
a star in the buildings of dust that stuff..."
2057.
Dialogues among Dualisms
Can't but help
think in Two's
brain aligned so—
forced to choose
yes or no
2058.
warm sticky love
stark naked
naked in the dark
naked all night
the sexy man grunts and squirms
smelling of sweat and sperm
2059.
Silence is So Fragile
My funny bone has a poor sense of humor.
Two physicians are a paradox.
Silence is so fragile that saying its name breaks it.
A waist of time is a belt made of watches.
Ghosts avoid the living room in a house.
2060.
Something About Making Choices
yes or no
off or on
Duality
Duplicate—
Two-Fold
2061.
"Vast earth rejoices,
deep-swirling Okeanos steers all things through all things,
everything issues from the one, the soul is led from drunkenness
to dryness, the sleeper light up from the dead,
the man awake light up from the sleeping.
- Charles Olson, Maximus: From Dogtown
2062.
drunken dangerous dumbkopfs
dupitable dumbbell dudes
dusted under duress
dull drunk dupes—
dutiful dumbkopfs
dullard dunderheads
2063.
Decadent Saunter
morning
walking
drizzling
the smell of decaying
sweet gum leaves
2064.
Party Time: Payback
He fell to his knees,
bent his shaking head down,
looked at the ground,
jerked a time or two,
puked pink vomit down.
2065.
"The equation is simple:
No difficulty; no fun.
Every game ever invented
Is a way of making things hard
For the fun of it."
- John Ciardi, How Does a Poem Mean
2066.
"I warble then melt, rousing. This me infinitely, Thus. Your dark breaths
course kisses, hand swooning between. I cut open, unravel, shower.
The honeysuckles marking, a long way down, we sink. First endless drifts
the path leading only deep, only nowhere, dark firs. This thick smell on the
wind, windowless, a jumble. Thrust me."
- Stacy Doris, Love Letter (Lament)
2067.
write a poem about
Lost without a map.
Surrounded by acrobats.
Stumbled over flat tires.
Saved from a shallow quagmire—
Exercises in a writing class.
2068.
OK, a nice day
I turned 80 yesterday
and just wanted to say
to all who helped me succeed
and supported me diligently—
far too many are dead today.
2069.
He Blew Out the Candles
It was my 80th birthday
a week ago yesterday,
we celebrated a month ago—
sang a song, did candles blow,
nothing much to do or say.
2070.
A Kid's View
Pomona Fair
September noon
Asphalt hot
Wilted balloons
Horses trot
Los Angeles County Fair, Pomona 1957
2071.
"Flaming
They seem
To come, sometimes,
Despite all the old
Familiar effects
And despite my knowing
That, well, really they're not flaming
And these flaming words
Are sometimes the best ones I write
And sometimes not."
- Kenneth Koch, The Secret
2072.
Little by Little OR Whittle by Whittle
A warlock's blue balls are colder than a witch's tits.
Whittle by whittle is the best way to carve wood.
Kleptomaniacs are humorless. They take things so literally.
Silence is the sound of one hand clapping.
Trouble is easy to get into but hard to get out of.
2073.

2074.
A Familiar Day in January
| January | Rain |
| cold | Fog |
| Snow | |
| windy | Sleet |
| Mud | jackets |
| Icy | Gloves |
| hat | boots |
| reading books | cellphones |
| indoors | Warm |
| CENTERED | |
| end | end |
| Cozy | |
| Comfortable | |
| Safe | |
2075.
Fairground Food Fare
vanilla ice cream bar
on a stick
dipped in chocolate hot
rolled in peanut's thick—
dripping jackpot
2076.
"No grammar will console the human
who feeds on utopia, no torque of syntax
will doom the monologue, make it crack
like the spine of a book that hides
a mirror, and my face below glass
pinned to surfaces of type."
- Mark McMorris, Dear Michael 8
2077.
A Titled Quintain is a Sextet!
One line, the title of the poem, in
Italicized text, at the head of a poem,
Gets the ball rolling, hints at
something sensitive, catches a clue;
Once Upon a Time, headline news.
One line, the title of the quintain, does
Set the Stage, introduces ideas,
Guides expectations, sprinkles
innuendos, catches other clues;
the title's information opens up the New.
Just one extra line, that damn title,
Sticking out like a sore thumb? bum? mum?
Looking like stained underwear drying outdoors.
Suggesting a title for a couplet? what gives?
Like a name tag on a lost dog? maybe.
2078.
There is no more crying when your dead
There is no more dying when your dead.
The skeleton let me hold its head.
The dead had little advice to give
Except: don't visit them where they live;
and, die easily and unexpectedly in your bed.
There is no more dying when your dead.
2079.
Clearly Nonsense
'Twas lopsey magreyo hieelowed-Dude
Slideelfrag bogsey alweysrough-Rude
all zaggered worn & optigorn shorn
Beware, Jabberwockyseriously jabs his horn
Sharp Eyed, MEAN & optigornal-Crude.
2080.
" 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe."
- Lewis Carroll, Jabberwocky
2081.
Five Cans of Salmon (#2081 to # 2085)
a) smoked some cannabis sativa so slow
1/14/2026, 6 pm, in The Couve.
Home chores all done.
We talked, ate chili rellanos,
and shared a navel orange.
I made a Vow to change myself.
The Couve: Vancouver, Washington
2082.
b) cross-eyed at the crossing of the crosswalks
| Both Tired | We home | Lights are out |
| We retired | She phone | Doors are locked. |
| Old Agers | Me bone | Crickets cry out |
| Brandy nip | Low moan | Got so stoned |
| Nap a bit | Us alone | Smoked sativa pot |
2083.
c) "What Vow?" She asked.
Lost my boogie-woogy Buick's keys
Somewhere in our motel room— Pismo Beach.
She found them in
the small brown suitcase side.
Changing topic questions. Rhetorical Doors.
2084.
d) "Are you evading me?" She asked.
Having visions of Nehalem Dunes in 2015
across from the spit of the sheltered Bay;
we went clamming there together
on a chilly April day—
a thunderbolt shook Manzanita!
2085.
e) fishing ain't called catching
Ain't fishing this year in Oregon, no license in 2020.
Caught an incoming storm front,
caught us all by surprise.
Luckily, caught us in Lincoln City
for delicious battered cod fish fried, icy beer, and
with some potatoes and battered onions fried.
2086.
"Discourse cheers us to companionable reflecton.
Such reflection neither parades polemical opinions
nor does it tolerate complaisant agreement.
The sail of thinking keeps trimmed hard
to the wind of the matter."
- Martin Hei
2087.
Travel Diaries Revealed
At the Edges of the West
Highway 101 and 1
Coastal Travels
Docu-Poems
By Mike Garofalo
2088.
Carving Silence Out of Nothing
I have composed some concrete poems,
and enjoy concrete formalist art.
However, my Quintains in Bundled Up
are in words only, with
little emphasis on showing interesting clever art work.
"I have Nothing to
Say
and I am Saying It
and that is poetry
As I needed it."
- John Cage

Concrete Poetry and Text Art by Mike Garofalo
John Cage (1912-1992)
2089.
Infatuated with Tales of Fancy
I try to pay attention
to the quotidian and sublunary,
to the particular ordinary stuff,
to the familiar and the close—
yet, sometimes infatuated with the Mystical.
2090.
When the sun hat fits, it's ugly.
The snowman threw a tantrum, and had a meltdown.
Day and Night: breaks but never falls, falls but never breaks.
Not all math puns are bad, just sum.
When the sun hat fits, it's ugly.
A secret is something you tell to one person at a time.
2091.
"the power in the air
is prana
it is not seen
in the ice,
on top of the Poles,
on the throne
of the diorite, the air alone
is what I sit in
among the edges
of the plagioclase"
- Charles Olson, The Gulf of Maine
2092.
On the last day of autumn
Planted bareroots in the sun
On the last day of winter
Sanded off the wood splinters
Winter Solstice chores are done
2093.
Candle Burning Bright

You shared the spark,
You fanned the flame,
You fed the fires,
You passed the Names.
For all those known and
For all those unnamed,
We raise this toast
With thanks this day.
Concrete Poetry and Text Art by Mike Garofalo
2094.
I got over being afraid of hurdles
Spoiled milk comes from spoiled cows.
He wanted cold hard cash, so I put his money in the freezer.
— Elephants have their clothes stored in a trunk.—
Quit picking on me, said the nose to the finger.
The tree was petrified when watching a scary movie.
2095.
Counting Down to Death
getting closer
coming soon
almost there—
end looms
electric chair
2096.
clocks were stopped
as if
corners were straight
gates won't lock
clocks were not late—
wind never blows
2097.
Changing Tires for Prince at Les Schwab
As if
the peacock lost his feathers at the ball
the glass slippers got broke in the hall
Cinderella got a Walmart part-time job,
The seven dwarfs work at Les Schwab.
2098.
Game Clock Running Down
Drawing to a furious end:
he hit harder than Smokin' Joe
in close-out time with Mamba's mind
as strong as Mr. Olympia Franco Columbo
as cool as Tom Brady's winn'in time.
2099.
"You lift your leg
foot forward the day
stops and laughs
and starts to step lightly
while the sun stands still
You life you right
foot forward the sun
strolls lightly
along the day that's
at a standstill in the trees
Breast high you stroll
the trees walk the sun
follows you the day
goes off to meet you the sky
invents sudden clouts."
- Octavio Paz, Walking Through the Light

2100.
february BURrrrrrrrrr
a stillness
a hardness
a bleakness
a shiver—
a reminder of winter
2101.
Pangloss? Who's He?
In This
the Best
of All Possible Worlds;
the year
ended with a failure.
2102.
Wavelengths Away
For me
a crow is black.
For other Animal Eyes
a crow is —Rainbow Colored
Brilliant and Bright—
2103.
Ten Moves to Mate
The chessboard patterns
different each time...
Like my changing life,
complicated and intense.
Reacting when others move.
2104.
Bit My Wrist
The angry dog
bit my wrist
teeth ripped my skin—
I kicked him hard with my boot.
He squealed, flipped over, and ran.
2105.
A Funeral on Bourbon Street
The music of what happens.
The rumbling of rumors.
The songs of mourning.
The chorus of testimonials.
A dirge in New Orleans.
Quintain Poetry Sections on this Webpage
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Bundled Up:
Quintains, Tankas, Pentastichs, and Onions
Quintain Poetry By Mike Garofalo
Bundled Up, Volume 1
Quintain Poems 1 - 1,000
Bundled Up, Volume 2
Quintain Poems 1,000 - 1,500
Bundled Up, Volume 3
Quintain Poems 1,500 - 2,000
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Quintain Poems 2,000 - 2,500
Bundled Up, Volume 5
Quintain Poems 2,500 - 3,000
Quintains: 2,100+ Quintains (Free Online)
Quintain Sonnet Forms ( 5252, 555, 553 )
Quintains: Bibliography, Links, Notes
Quintains: Cloud Hands Blog Posts
2106.
"A man throws back his head, gasps
And dies. His ankles twitch, his hands open and close,
and the fragment of time that he as eaten is exhaled from
his pale mouth to nourish the snow.
A salesman falls, striking his head on the edge of the counter.
A man lies down to sleep.
Hawks and crows gather round his bed.
Grass shoots up between the hawks' toes.
Each blade of grass is a voice.
The sword by his side breaks into flame."
- Robert Bly, Looking at New Fallen Snow from a Train
2107.
Prefer the View From the Shore
I've seldom traveled
on boats
on lakes, rivers, or the Sea;
content to walk or sit
on my land-lubber's feet.
2108.
Instant Gratification Takes Too Long
I used to think I was indecisive. But now, I'm not so sure.
I don't file my nails. I prefer to throw them away.
A lazy person wears loafer shoes.
Woke up in the fireplace after sleeping like a log.
The suspense is terrible. I hope it will last.
2109.
in general, be more specific
A wedding ring connects two people, but touches only one.
A shirt has a neck, but no head, two arms, and no hands.
My lap gets lost every time I stand up.
You must be a complete nut to get a squirrel to like you.
A cucumber became a pickle when it went through a jarring experience.
2110.
Unlucky
I worry
far too much
discouraged
down on luck---
in a funk
2111.
"Only the sun
in the morning
covered him
with flies.
Then only
after the grubs
had done him
did the earth let her robe
uncover and her part
take him in."
- Charles Olson, Maximus
2112.
long day at the job
workout at the gym
dinner at the cafe
sorting all the cards
Bored at the thought ... Of doing it Again.
2113.
Just Five Words, Five Syllables
| Glad | rad | glad |
| Smile | guile | wile |
| Rad | glad | rad |
| Guile | wile | smile |
| Wile | smile | guile |
2114.
We have got to go!
| soon honey |
| time to go |
| work money |
| going low |
| Adios |
2115.
"Take my leaves America! take them South and take them North.
Make welcome for them everywhere, for they are your own offspring.
Surround them, East and West! for they would surround you,
And you precedents! connect lovingly with them for they connect
lovingly with you."
- Walt Whitmen, Proto-Leaf
2116.
statue
deep blue
sitting
so still
Sunday
2117.
"Of what am I to see these things between myself
and nothing
between the curtains and the stain
between the hypostatic sense of breathing
and becoming the thing I see
are they not the same?"
- Peter Gizzi, Hypostais & New Year
2118.
Nightime Visitor
bright porch light
burning bright
all the night—
racoon licks
my dog's bowl
2119.
"We cannot love the world as it is,
Because the world, as it is, is impossible to love.
We have only to lust for it—
To lust for each other in it."—
2120.
Can Be Seen for 20 Miles at Sea
Heceta Head Lighthouse
spinning slow in the storm,
all sailors are duly warned
of the dangers of the land
ahead on their course norm.
2121.
"Beneath is all the fiend's. There's hell, there's darkness.
There's the sulphury pit, burning, scalding,
Stench, consummation. Fie, fie, fie; pah, pah!
Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary,
To sweeten my imagination."
2122.
Change the Way You Talk
alternative descriptions
advantages and disadvantages
resistance to belief change
new ways of talking
irony of unconventionality
2123.
Leave Something to Share
Words clothe time and place
hide something, show something new,
elevate our memories,
share an experience, relate,
leave something for posterity.
2124.
A Question about Rhymes
| So which word has more rhymes? |
| month or week? |
| Which? |
| Well? |
| Week. |
2125.
"I'm bleeding. I'm not just making conversation.
There's smashed glass glittering everywhere like stars.
It's a Western,
Henry. It's a downright shoot-em-up. We've made a
graveyard out of the bone white afternoon."
- Richard Skiken, Wishbone
2126.
The Fellow I Could Not Follow
I always felt sorry for the fellow.
He always had something to complain about.
He was often rather politically shallow.
He did not like women strong or stout.
A sorry fellow who nobody could follow.
2127.
Worked in our garage today
Prepared two boxes for giveaway.
Cleaned up messes here and there to say:
Sharpened, oiled, stored my tools away.
Finished early today. Horray!
2128.
"We stay like that
for a long time,
and I mean a really long time.
That's one thing,
god is the only one
who would do that."
- John Berryman, Heaven
2129.
My Poety Handicap
My vein is the literal
not the symbolic,
fantastic, abstract, free;
Lost in meaninglessness,
too clever for me.
2130.
Passing Over Siskiyou
A long drive from Portland
over Willamette Valley empty fields
Driving Interstate 5 as fast as we can—
Over Siskiyou Pass ... trucks yield;
Escape gravel ramps for when a truck's breaks are burned out.
2131.
"Why does the sea moan evermore?
Shut out from heaven it makes its moan,
It frets against the boundary shore;
All earth's full rivers cannot fill
The sea, that drinking thirsteth still.
Sheer miracles of loveliness
Lie hid in its unlooked-on bed:
Anemones, salt, passionless,
Blow flower-like; just enough alive
to blow and multiply and thrive.
Shells quaint with curve, or spot, or spike,
Encrusted live things argus eyed,
All fair alike, yet all unlike,
Are born without a pang, and die
Without a pang, and so pass by.
- Christina Rossetti, By the Sea
2132.
A Book on the Table
book unopened
hidden potential
covered insights
closed ideas
Waiting...
2133.
A Walk at Dusk
nearing the end
of a winter's day
fading sunlight
paints the cold sky's edge
in a muted pink, white, orange and red

2134.
Up in Smoke
Fireplace poker, shovel, and brush
also pans, tongues, matches, hatchet,
dry wood, dry paper, and me.
Built a 'box' starting starter pile,
we gathered close around the fire.
2135.
Check Engine Light is On
Tired of messing with this damn fucking car;
Always something breaking on this old junker.
On my wallet it always leaves a nasty scar.
I need to get rid of this failing clunker—
Get a VW van—hipper and funkier.
2136.
He Called Gambler's Anonymous
Her eyes said
"you spent
the rent
money on!"—
started the argument
2137.
Who Started This?
the danish was hot
butter was spread
coffee was sipped—
conversation led
to bed
2138.
"For every day they die
among us, those who were
doing us some good,
who knew it was never enough but
hoped to improve a little by living."
- W. H. Auden
"Is philosophy a creative enterprise
of dreaming up new and more humane
ways to live?"
2139.
Poetic metre is a narrow road
Rhyme is a broad freeway.
Metre is a marching band;
Rhyme is a favorite song---
Poetry just follows along.
2140.
"Our bodies
not are designed to
absorb and process
this much violence,
loss and grief."
- Min Jin Lee
2141.
"In vain the buzzard houses herself with the sky,
In vain the snake slides through the creepers and logs.
In vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods,
In vair the razor-bill'd auk sails far north to Labrador,
I follow quickly, I ascent to the nest in the fissure of the cliff."
- Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
2142.
Hanging Out at the Pier
Fishing off the Cayucos pier,
The morning sun warms my ears.
Hot coffee and cookies raise a cheer.
Stinky bait to my finger's stick,
Fragrance of gutted fish adrift.
2143.
Seminar at Stanford
He rubbed you in the right way,
or the wrong way; that's OK.
The 'transitory professor of trendy studies'
stood in the Stanford quad, and smiled
when the 48 Carillon bells rang for peace.
Richard Rorty, Stanford University, 2000
2144.
blossoms in red bluff

Concrete Poetry and Text Art by Mike Garofalo
2145.
Stored Somewhere
forgetting many former
memories
like boxes in the attic
it seems
gathering dust, unseen
2146.
"Happiness is the art of being broken
With least sound. The old, whom circumstance
Has ground smooth as green bottle-glass
On the sea's furious grindstone, very often
Practice it to perfection
(For them, death
Is the one definitive shrug
In an infinite series, all prior gestures
Take relevance from this, as much express
Sorrow for stiff canary or cold son."
- Bruce Dawe, Happiness is the Art of Being Broken
2147.
Gather at the Gym
Boy's high school varsity
basketball game tonight;
Fans gather on the scene---
PA music is loud;
Cheerleaders stir the crowd.
2148.
"How are you son?
Got too much sun?"
His head was red,
The red had spread...
Sunburn---Bonehead!
2149.
Keep Your Distance
I don't want
to get Closer
to Him, Her or It.
I'm content
with she, he or it.
2150.
Gringos Only
Along about eleven
his soul went up to heaven;
they gave him the new policy
from the Chirstian Nation Diety:
"No Gringo, No Entrado!"
2151.
"Jack Kerouac sat beside me on a busted rusty iron
pole, companion, we thought the same thoughts
of the soul, bleak and blue and sad-eyed,
surrounded by the gnarled steel roots of trees
of machinery.
The oily water on the river mirrored the red sky, sun
sank on top of final Frisco peaks, not fish in that
stream, no hermit in those mounts, just ourselves
rheumy-eyed and hungover like old bums on the
riverbank, tired and wily."
- Allen Ginsberg, Sunflower Sutra
2152.
Pomona Racetrack 1981
drag race
hot cars
fast pace
Screeching.......
cheering
2153.
Home Place Safe 2018
Closing the door
Locking the door
Eating some more---
Daily survival
Routine chores
2154.
Listening to Change
I listened to another say
what I resisted to hear
what was alien to me
what outlined my ire
what I wanted to fight
But then I settled down
loosened my blockhead mind
Thought things over patiently,
listened more carefully,
saw matters from other sides,
respected the integrity
and sincerity of other kinds
Of thinking outside my closed boxes
of my habits of opinions needing overhaul.
2155.
"Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,
Withdraws into its happiness;
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find;
Yet it creates, transcending these..."
- Andrew Marvell, The Garden
2156.
"That you have but slumbered here,
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream
Gentles, do not reprehend: ..."
2157.
PCH in May
Using my thumb
a ride to hitch
while chewing gum.
Hoping a clever witch
will help make me rich.
Pacific Coast Highway PCH 1967
2158.
Teenagers Flinging 1959
He invited me
to touch his pee pee;
His dick hard for me...
Naturally, I
Did what's good for him.
2159.
Eyes on the Table
Those were marbles
That were his eyes
On his dresser
By his bedside---
Looking around surprised
2160.
| 5 |
| Five Corners of Time |
| EBook |
| Quintains, Tankas, Pentastichs |
| 202 Eclectic Quintains and Onions |
| By |
| Mike Garofalo |
2161.
Three Arch Rocks: Clearing Skies
Billions of billions
raindrops fell
hour by hour!
A billion galaxies floated upon
the dark matter sea.

2162.
History in My Bones
My bones have some stardust,
my brain some
reptilian vestiges,
and my soul
some of the Earth.
2163.
"the lilac moon of the earth's backyard
which gives silence to the whole house
falls down
out of the sky
over the fence."
- Charles Olson, May 31, 1961
2164.
"Why do you keep believing in this
Reality so dependent on the time allowed it.
That it has less to do with your exile
from the age you are; than from everything
else life promised that you could do."
2165.
Digging a Hole Into Opposites
A waterfall flows backward
raindrops fly skyward
time stops on a dime
holes are dug and refilled
Death is retired.
2166.
Between Two Eternities
between
two eternities
my brief life
is stretched
tight
2167.
Do you play by skating?
| Oh | |
| you | |
| skate | |
| to | |
| play |
2168.
"my soul, I think,
can be sewn into a sail
and flung away,
yes flung into the ocean's deep
or under a patch of green.
- Sanford Marvin Goldstein (1925-2023)
2169.
"from my hospital window
I see across a bare field
in the morning rain
a yellow silk umbrella
on its solitary way"
- Sanford Marvin Goldstein (1925-2023)
2170.
Thanks to e. e. cummings
A nonalive undead *too* Nearishness
Will tell us who WE ... Are and Will ...
To Be or Not to be as )merely(a pair of E!E!ars)
And Almost their MIND ^^^^^ immeasurably ROOTS
b Right s?? big (soft) [End]
2171.
"Substitution
of the immutable
for the shifting, the evolving.
Substitution of the image
For relentless earth. What
do I know of this place."
- Louise Gluck, Nostos
2172.
Infatuated with the Trivial
I try to pay attention
to the quotidian and sublunary,
to the particular ordinary stuff,
to the familiar and the close—
yet, sometimes infatuated with the Mystical.
2173.
All the News in 5 Minutes
Monday
morning
news break
talking
bad smack
2174.
Oscillating Between
| The pendulum of the mind |
| oscillates between |
| sense and nonsense |
| not between |
right and wrong Carl Jung |
2175.
The Bottom Line
"Caress the detail, the divine detail."
- Vladimir Nabokov
“We think in generalities, but we live in details.”
- W. H. Auden
"The idea of one overbearing truth is exhausted."
- Thomas Mann
“A profound attention to the details of this world.”
- George Levine
“Cherish the minutes heureuses.”
- Charles Baudelaire
“The vast and unsuspected reality of small things
- Robert Nozick
“We are better satisfied in particulars.”
- Wallace Stevens
"God is in the details."
-Â Mies Van Der Rohe
"In general, be more specific."
- Mike Garofalo
“Details are all there are.”
- Maezumi Roshi
“Focus on small worlds of order.”
- Paul Valery
“No ideas but in things."
- William Carlos Williams
"To study the self is to forget the self.
To forget the self is to be enlightened
By the ten thousand things."
-Â Zen Master Dogen
2176.
The river flowing
Is a testament
to mankind's quest
For permanency
And fresh water clean
2177.
Time and tide never wait
For creatures in the sea;
Accepting no complaints,
They rule with ferocity---
Rulers of destinies.
2178.
"Don't for hevens sake
be afraid
of talking nonsense.
Only don't fail to pay attention
to your nonsense."
2179.
"I will be
M o ving in the Street of her
bodyfee l inga ro undMe the traffic of
lovely:muscles-sinke x p i r i n gS
uddenl Y to touch
the curved ship of
her- ....kiss her hand
wil play on,mE as
dea d tunes OR s-cra ppy lea Ves flut te ring
for Hideous trees.
- e. e. cummings, Seven Poems I
2180.
Should I?
comely
cute lass
no sass
free pass
tempts me
2181.
"That it is simple, what the difference is
that a man, men, and now their own wood
and thus their own hell and paradise
that they are, in hell or in happiness, merely
something to be wrought, to be shaped,
To be carved, for use,
for others.
Does not in the least lessen this,
this unhappy man's obstructions,
his confrontations."
- Charles Olson, In Cold Hell, In Thicket
2182.
I Live in Moments
'Live in the moment'
My coffe cup says.
I live in moments
And they pass so fast---
The moment does last.
2183.
Details on Details, Zoom In
The endless treasures of the everyday,
the uncommonness of common things;
Ordinary mind does point the way
to unspoken wonders of myriad beings.
Whether a leaf, the moon, a plastic spoon,
or a shoe, an eye, an infant's cry;
the endless parade, zoom out, in zoom,
Details on details, thick, piled high.
Cellular seedpods pulsing pure time,
Flowering brains clone families of minds
that revel in thinking to the Infinite edge,
agog over life, and love of knowledge.
Whether, a quasar, a hand, a DNA strand,
Fantastic journeys in the Minds of Millions.
2184.
The Columbia River at the Bar
The River rises and falls
At Chinook harbor in the Fall
The Columbia at the Bar
Is five miles wide and dangerous
Calling all sailors on alert.

2185.
Interruptions
I answered the phone
A Scammer Salesman online.
Loosing my privacy
Yes, wasting my time
Can't find time this time.
2186.
"Tall column of pulsebeats
on the unmoving axis of time
the sun dresses and undresses you
The day shakes loose from you body
and is lost in your night
The night shakes loose from your day
and is lost in your body
You are never the same
you have always just arrived
you have been there since the beginning"
- Octavio Paz, Rotation
2187.
A Quiet Day at Depot Bay
Raining hard at Depot Bay port
A few cars parked to stay
Restaurants closed early today
Tourists left for Lincoln City to play
Not the day for Deport Bay sports.
2188.
"Self-absorbed,
high as death,
the marble sprouts.
Hushed palaces,
whiteness adrift.
Ensimismados,
altos como la muerte,
brotan los máarmoles
Encallan los palacios
blancura a la deriva."
- Octavio Paz, The Day in Udaipur
2189.
Meaningless
| Five | Five |
| Five | Five |
| Five | Five |
| Five | Five |
| Five | Five |
2190.
Afternoon Tea
talking housewives
afternoon time
children in line
done with work grime---
Lifting their lives
2191.
"As for following fashionable literary movements
It is almost irresistible,
and for a while I can see no harm in it.
But the sooner you find your own style
the better off you will be."
- Kenneth Koch, The Art of Poetry
2192.
Swaying Bird Feeder Tray
Douglas squirrel
twitching tail;
feeder swaying,
seeds are flinging.
We are watching!
2193.
And Poetry Is
metaphysics impedes science
and
metaphysics is poetry
hiding
in a used bookstore
2194.
Wing It
Gradually improvising
My fickle Self perched on the line.
Fiddling with my destiny,
Creating new identities---
Enjoying new realities.
2195.
| "It is these small things---and the secret behind them |
| That Fill the heart. |
| The pattern, the spirit, the fiery demon |
| That link them together And pull their freedom into our senses" |
2196.
Genius of Surprise
There is always
A Big Surprise
In the thoughts
Of Geniuses---
We stand in Awe!
2197.
What You Can Get Away With Saying
I don't agree with
what DTrump
says and does---
we wont' let him
get away with saying that.
Sometimes, the 'truth' is
what our peers
will let us
get away with
saying out loud.
2198.
Certitude leads to violence
Certitude comes from poverty.
Certitude comes from True Belief.
Certitude is not Wisdom's home.
Certitude is a hangman's noose.
2199.
Blue fades to Yellow
Boiling fades to Ice
Spring fades to Winter
Hate fades to Nice---
Opposites are a Vice

2200.
Do No Harm:
Write a poem
Water your yard
Hug a child
Pat your dog
2201.
"The cold spring now is the time
For the ache in the moving root
The agony in the dark.
The slow flow throbbing the trunk
The pain of the breaking bud . . ."
2202.
Topsy-Turvey Sometimes
Ripening grapes on the grey vine.
Young new lovers going steady.
The stubbord man changed his mind.
The woman got red shoes today.
Topsy-Turvey all of the time.
2203.
Cruising in the Couve
Driving to the coffee shop,
open window, watching a lot.
I'm a passenger on a ride,
sitting back, enjoying the time---
summer cruising in the Couve
Vancouver, Washington, —"The Couve"—
2204.
What Ought to Be
What is the case
Might not ought to be the case.
What is not the case
Might ought to be the case.
Is can force Ought; Ought enforces Is.
2205.
The essence of living
Is in daily Doing
What needs to be done now
Not put off to later---
For Later seldom comes
2206.
| YES! THERE IS BUT ONE |
| POLITICS AND THAT |
| IS BIOLOGY |
| BIOLOGY IS |
| POLITICS |
Quintain Poetry Sections on this Webpage
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Bundled Up:
Quintains, Tankas, Pentastichs, and Onions
Quintain Poetry By Mike Garofalo
Bundled Up, Volume 1
Quintain Poems 1 - 1,000
Bundled Up, Volume 2
Quintain Poems 1,000 - 1,500
Bundled Up, Volume 3
Quintain Poems 1,500 - 2,000
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Quintain Poems 2,000 - 2,500
Bundled Up, Volume 5
Quintain Sonnets, Art, Remarks
Quintain Poems 2,500 - 3,000
Quintains: 2,100+ Quintains (Free Online)
Quintain Sonnet Forms ( 5252, 555, 553 )
Quintains: Bibliography, Links, Notes
Quintains: Cloud Hands Blog Posts
2207.
Clearing Day
Warm afternoon comes
January sun
Breaks up the clouds above
Gives bad air a shove---
Signs of Spring ... Doves
2208.
On the Narrow Path
grooves in the road
furrows in the field
trails in the mountains
layers in the lava---
habits in my body
2209.
"I have an evening unspent
When I can drink in peace
In a small quiet place,
And then die content . . .
Since I am patient.
If I forget my pain
If I can get some gold,
Should I live in the North
Or in the wine blest South?
. . . Ah, dreaming is vain
Since it's always a loss!
And if I become once more
The wanderer I was,
The doors of the green inn
Can never be opened again."
- Arthur Rimbaud, The Poor Man Dreams
2210.
Streamside Scouting
A brown trout swims below
Among the rocks moving slow
Eating bugs and greenery
Content with the beauty seen---
The Siletz River was home
2211.
"pink
rice grains, ink
bespattered jelly-fish, crabs like
green
lillies and submarines
toadstools, slide each on the other."
- Marianne Moore, The Fish
2212.
Idealist's Watcher
Even if the Universe
Did not even exist
God would have the task
Of being the Absolute
Knower of Nothingness
2213.
Perfect Choir
Chanting melodies
In German—
Hildegard Von Bingen
ethereal beauty
in pure sound
2214.
Best Way Forward
clear thoughts
know a lot
good theories
few queries
confidence
reliance
power words
always heard
guiding us
building trust
2215.
Self-Directed
In poetry
there is a freedom
to set the standards
for perfection
for yourself
2216.
"I seem separate from the ground
and not rooted but dropped
out of nothing casually
I've no threads fastening me
to anything
I can go anywhere
I seem to have been
given the freedom
of this place
what am I then."
- Ted Hughes, Wodwo
2217.
Evil Keeps Good on Its Toes
Evil is necessary
It keeps us alive today
Criminals often get paid
Goodness hides in the shade
The dirty dollar stays
2218.
Under the Bridge
Later, you'll notice them
on street corners, under bridges,
near tents, trash, and can fires,
talking with other hobo men.
begging for cash to survive.
2219.
Pleasing the Reader
Does you poem
Freshen the day
for the Reader
in some new way?
And, Please his senses?
2220.
The Truth Don't Care
The truth comes
hard and fast---
it don't care
what we need
or don't want
2221.
"Consider the sea's listless chime:
Time's self it is, made audible,
The murmur of the earth's own shell.
Secret continuance sublime,
This sound has told the lapse of time."
- Dante Gabriel Rossetti, (1828-1882), The Sea Limits
2222.
conscious
awake
alert
ready
Focused
2223.
Ice House Club 1966
Lollygag laughter
to their funny skit
not holding back shit
telling it like it is---
comedy night crowd
2224.
So Tired ... Can't Think
Few ideas stir in me
A blank mind is what I see.
No good stories I can tell
Stuck inside a wordless hell.
Fatique is an empty mind.
2225.
Satan caught me
By my thin neck
Yanked me up tight
Rounded me up at night---
Don't think this way!
2226.
"A pet-name, a common name. Best-selling brand, curt
graffito. A laugh; a cough.
A syndicate. A specious
gift. Scoffed-at horned phonograph.
A starting-cry of a race. A name to conjure with."
- Geoffrey Hill, From Mercian Hymns
2227.
I jogged each morning
on a local school track
in central Bell Gardens
by busy Florence Avenue---
traffic for offbeat tunes
Bell Gardens, California 1974-1985
2228.
My kidneys are slowly fading
After 80 years of flushing
Toxins from my daily living.
Peeing away my excess fluids---
Working overtime every day.
2229.
Will Cherished Ideals Survive
No Guarantees that to the End
Our cherished ideals will survive,
Our great great grandchildren will thrive,
Our monuments stand ...
Our guarantees?
This tree my great great grandmother planted,
This dog-eared Leaves of Grass on my desk,
This classic folksong on my breath,
This heirloom apple in my hand ...
This day,
no guarantees
for or against.
Good! So we strive on,
Their and our hopes in our hands now.
2230.
"Among our good deeds of this date:
Removed a turtle from the drive
And saved a drowning butterfly,
At evening, bowing over meat,
We call down grace on all alive."
- Howard Nemerov, Behavior
2231.
"The jackrabbit is a mild herbivore
grazing the desert floor,
quietly abridging spring,
eating the color off everything
rampant-height or lower.
Rabbits are one of the things
coyotes are for. One quick scream,
a few quick thumps,
and a whole little area,
shoots up blue and orange clumps."
- Kay Ryan, The Hinge of Spring
2232.
I walked into Heaven
on the Glory Road.
All the good people I knew
were sitting in a park.
Who will I talk to first?
2233.
| "The Truth has no |
| defense |
| against a fool |
| determined |
| to believe a lie." |
2234.
Onion Garden by Mike Garofalo

Concrete Poetry and Text Art by Mike Garofalo
2235.
We bring much
to our world
making it
hard to find
it alone
2236.
"In the garden suspended in time
my mother sits in a redwood chair;
light fills the sky,
the folds of her dress,
the roses tangled beside her."
- Mark Strand, The Garden
2237.
"ink runs from the corners of my mouth
There is no happiness like mine
I have been eating poetry.
The Librarain does not believe what she sees.
Her eyes are sad
"
- Mark Strand, Eating Poetry
2238.
Even the little flaws
Shined like diamonds;
Caught our attention
Were called beautiful---
The Beauty of Imperfections.
2239.
"See the willow twigs
in flowering season:
what a shame each year the twigs are broken as a parting gift,
One leaf releases to wind, suddenly signaling autumn.
Even if you come back this twig is too old to be snapped.
- Lady Liu
2240.
Puzzled by Infinity
Timeless Space seems to me
An oddity, A perplexity.
Was the Big Bang
Somewhere in Infinity?
2241.
"The egg-sucking fox
licks his copper chops.
The shell cups
lie scattered from
the orange debauch.
It is honest
straightforward theft—
unlike whatever
cruel thing
steals thought
the full weight left
and the locked room
still locked."
- Kay Ryan, Theft
2242.
The Pragmatist
Values what works
Grounds ideas in lived experiences
Treats truth as something to be tested
Avoids metaphysical excess
Looks to long-run human improvements
- Pragmatism: American Philosophy
2243.
Feathers in the Weeds
Flimsy as a feather
Hairs tough for a tether
For hooking to the sticky seeds
Caught in dry August weeds.
The feather stuck and twisted
Bounced, shook, and resisted
Stuck tight day and night
Beautiful, quite a sight
Feather, Weeds, and Seeds
Summertime intricacies
Of star thistles in my pants
Sticky weeds in my socks. I can't
Imagine the Extravagance
Of seeding plants defiant
Spreading life everywhere
2244.
Winter dusk creeps in early
Sun too low and setting fast
Few blossoms close at night
Puddles won't dry till dawn---
Turned on the light at my desk.
2245.
orange mascara
blue rouge
green lipstick
mauve eyebrows---
black screams
2246.
"Somewhere up there God has poised
the big answer to the new doctrine
written all over this country in concrete
by the corporation everyone has bought into
that leads to where the Minotaur waits,
Waits just over there by the new mall,
or at the end of your carefully planned
university course, your Moloch Award,
you honors, your degree fastened like
a dogtag around you neck for life,
As the freeways are knotting around cities
getting ready to reach out.
But scattered in little pieces the old times
trail off into the mountains and hide,
forming their avalanche. Then salvation.
- William Stafford, Jeremiah at Miminagish
2247.
Dogs bark
Snakes rattle
Cows moo
Owls hoot---
We talk
2248.
closed mind
locked tight
unbudged
fixed wrong
narrowed
2249.
fruitful season
bountiful crops
few weeds or bugs
delicious fruit---
the gardener smiles
2250.
Garofalo Quintain Prosody
A I stopped smoking
A I'm not joking
B Again my friends
B Bad to the end
C Don't need that expensive muddle head.
2251.
"That's why thought, he says, means fear. Sicklied o'er with the pale cast.
And the feel of a woman. No boundary or edge. No foothold. Blast outspins
gravity, breath to temples, gut to throat, propositions break into gasps.
Then marriage. The projectile returns to the point of firing. Shaken,
I try to take shelter in ratios of dots on a screen."
- Rosmarie Waldrop, On Vertigo
2252.
"It is true
in the light colors
of morning
brown-stone and slate
shine orange and dark blue
But observe
the oppressive weight
of the squat edifice! Observe
the jasmine lightness
of the moon."
- William Carlos Williams, To A Solitary Disciple
2253.
"Beneath an unrelenting sun:
ocher plains, lion-colored hills.
I struggled up a craggy slope of goats
to a place of rubble:
lopped columns, headless gods.
Surreptitious flashes of light:
a snake, or some small lizard.
Hidden in the rocks,
the color of toxic ink,
colonies of brittle beetles."
- Octavio Paz, The Face and the Wind
2254.
The Hanford Radioactive Blues
Renaissance of Uranium
hidden in the desert sands
moved inward to Hanford
with all the dials and readings
and ample overtime crews.
Radioactivity and Rods were One!
Ambitious sun monsters
Decaying into searing fire
filled with silver steam
buried in the hardest concrete.
Now the barren Hanford land
Covering millions of tons
Of nuclear waste dumped
For the benefit of Posterity.
A Super Fund of deadly radioactivity.
- The Hanford Project in Central Washington 1943-1971
Super Fund Cleanup, Hanford 1980-
2255.
Inquiries About Truth
Experience is Activity.
Action defines Objectivity.
Movement feels Me.
Knowing is Doing Me---
Truth is along for the ride.
2256.
"Soft and weak at birth,
a man is rigid hard at death.
Trees and plants are soft and supple alive,
brittle and withered when dead.
Thus the hard and brittle belong to death
And the soft and weak belong to life
An adamant army may be decimated.
A tree that's too strong will be crooked.
Thus the hard and strong are subjugated
and the soft and weak triumph."
- Laozi, Dao de Jing
2257.
The metaphysics of the Absolute
The crumpled leavings of Deus
Scattered on the theology floor---
And the confessions of god-fearing dudes
Raised on Jesus-Bibles since the age of four.
Religious and Social Indoctrination
Mike Garofalo's Views on Religion
2258.
If it
Were lighter touch
Than petal of flower resting
On grass, oh still too heavy it were,
Too heavy!
- Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
2259.
Observe
React
Recall
Decide
Action
2260.
Moveable Feast of Feelings
My feelings move:
As I choose to move
As my actions unfold
As my doings unroll
As I Interact with the World!
2261.
"You aren't swept up whole,
however it feels. You're
atomi zed. The wind passes.
You recongeal. It's
a surprise."
Kay Ryan, Swept Up Whole
2262.
Interactions Growing
Passive observing
Is one link in the chain.
As we unravel the chain,
And our actions are realized,
Passivity gives way to Interactions.
2263.
My Poetry: Weaknesses
Yes, I often
disappear in my quintains,
wallow in the mundane,
keep emotions at bay,
don't have much to say.
2264.
"In an out of the dreary trenches
Trudging cheerily under the stars,
I make for myself little poems
Delicate as a flock of doves.
They fly away like white-winged doves.
- Richard Aldington, Insouciance
2265.
Stretching the Truth into Falsehood
For dealing with charming verbosity,
For handling specious claims,
For dealing with a liar's games,
For guiding useful Inquiry.
2266.
Too Big a Word?
I found "warranted assertability"
a mouthful to swallow;
So, instead, I studied around,
stood on philosophical grounds,
and calmly said "truth" instead.
2267.
Mendocino Quintain Prosody
A The Fates changed trucks in Crescent City
A Carried their Precious to Yachat's gritty
B Guarded the Sacred with scabbard knives.
C They ran, those Fates, chased by destinies,
C Fearing free will, trapped by realities.
2268.
Intolerant Christians in America
Evangelical-Fundamentalists
toting Bibles and Korans
with old dying mythologies,
bolstering emotional intensity;
fighting all who don't believe.
My Views on Organized Religions
2269.
"Past days of gales
When skies are colorless
The acorn falls,
Dies; so for this space
Autumn is motionless.
Because the sun
So hesitates in this decay,
I think we still could turn,
Speak to each other in a different way;
For ways of speaking die,
And yet the sun pardons our voices still,
An berries in the hedge
Through all the nights of rain have come to the full,
And death seems like ling hills, a range
We ride each day towards, and never reach."
- Philip Larkin, Song with a Broken Refrain
2270.
Christians in the Classrom
What possible good
comes from having the Jewish Ten Commandments
posted on a 3rd grade classroom wall?
Mostly irrelevant to 3rd grade minds.
Really? Don't commit adultery. Don't kill.
Only worship the Jewish god. Don't
steal your neighbor's property or wife.
[Really!! Useful advice for 3rd graders????]
I've seen better posters that say:
Sharing, Respect, Helpfulness, Compassion, Thinking, Love
Kindness, Effort, Learning, Peacefulness, Attention, Quiet . . .
My Views on Organized Religion
2271.
"The presence of real objects
is a nightmare for me.
I have always overturned objects.
A chair or table turned upside down
gives me peace and satisfaction."
2272.
Mirroring Me
Is your own mind
like a mirror?
A fun house mirror?
A dusty dirty mirror?
A mirror shattered by shock?
2273.
Failed to Get the Job
I felt annoyed
not getting the job.
Hours of interviews,
Reference checks by them,
Strung me out, dumped me in the end.
2274.
"Thou art come at length
More beautiful
Than any cool god
In a chamber under
Lycia's far coast
Than any high god
Who touches us not
Here in the seeded grass.
Aye, then Argestes
Scattering the broken leaves.
- Hilda Doolittle (HD), Sitalkas
2275.
Dying on the Poet's Vine
The reader's poem
took a week to die;
withered on the vine
rotted on the ground---
Yes, poems do die.
2276.
"Like all liquids
it is sister to chaos and time:
wanting always
to lose itself in another
visible only when held in embrace.
As with the squid's dark cloud
or the writing on certain moth-wings,
some inks are meant to disguise---
the eye of the hawk stares fiercely,
but where is the hawk.
In itself ink is carrier, solvent,
and pigment to thought;
thought, entering ink,
equally transports,
rushes, and stays."
- Jane Hirshfield, Ink
2277.
Shoes
Socks
Wool---
Walk
Run
2278.
Cheer Them Up
Saddened by his illness
I wrote him a letter of praise and positivity;
Sent it to him yesterday---
Give the sick some good support, and
Cheer them up a little today.
2279.
Teaching Our Sons
He skipped a rock across the pond
Watched it bounce and plop.
His children clapped, then also tried,
To imitate their big Dad;s throw.
Actions teach us how to know.
2280.
Heroin Hits
The drugs dragged his mind
Down long dark alleys of crime;
Plastered, Stoned, Stoked, High
Into spaces of ecstasy sublime.
Tempting Death, I don't know why.
2281.
"Throughout the sky
there are cinders
black as the night.
These are unborn stars
awaiting their source of light.
The night is gritty
with things to hit,
should something
go on in a city
or the outskirts of it."
- Kay Ryan, Stars of Bethlehem
2282.
Many Eyes
cross eye
bull's eye
cock eye
cross eye
cat's eye
2283.
American Fascism 2025
Fascinate the fools
Muzzle the intelligent
Control the news---
Let the hooded ICE-NAZI thugs
Threaten and Kill Americans for Fun!
2284.
Flies in the Kitchen
day fly
blow fly
black fly
bee fly
horn fly
2285.
Picking Olives
green olives
on the branch
squishy soft
slippery
picked by hand
2286.
"I recall several plum trees by my distant Mountain Hall.
Despite the cold, jade flowers open on southern branches
the mountain moon shines
the morning wind blows
and I'm bitterly intent on returning to that clear fragrance again."
- Guan Daosheng, Fisherman's Song
2287.
Street Politics
She was sad
So was I---
We agreed
Organize
Don't Plead
2288.
Typical Mountain Winter
Wintertime---And the livin' ain't easy.
Shivering despite heavy coats to my knees,
Nose red dripping snot continuously,
Feet cold in heavy leather boots---
Snow two feet deep on my patio floor.
2289.
Riddles Unmasked
Fishes are smart because they travel in schools.
A cold you can catch but cannot throw.
Kleptomaniacs are humorless. They take things so literally.
A callused palm and dirty fingernails precede a Green Thumb.
Before the invention of the wheel, everything was a drag
2290.
What is That?
"Innocence?
In a sense.
In no sense?
Was that it?
That was it."
- Howard Nemerov, A Life
2291.
"I think I wrote a poem today but I don't know well.
Though well do I seize the trees shake but am not given pause.
The lights are every one of them out, we see it all so well.
Nothing is taken care of, everything lies.
Everyone rise."
- Clark Coolidge, Noon Point
2292.
Simple Pleasures
Playing my harmonica,
Writing poetry, taking walks,
Gardening, Reading . . .
Harmless, inspiring, renewable, cheap!
Most done at home by me.
2293.
"O to break loose, like the chinook
salmon jumping and falling back,
nosing up to the impossible
stone and bone-crushing waterfall---
raw-jawed, we-fleshed there, stopped by ten...
- Robert Lowell, Near the Ocean
2294.
"If you ask me
what my poetry is,
I'd have to day: I don't know.
But if you ask my poetry
she'll tell you who I am."
2295.
His Hometown in the Rain
Tumuco, Chile:
Pablo Neruda's home town
Poverty, soaked clothes, stifled, unhappy,
Few opportunities!
People move on...
Tumuco, Chile 1905
2296.
"Lately, I've become accustomed to the way
the ground opens up and envelops me
Each time I go out to walk the dog.
Or the broad edged silly music the wind
Makes when I run for a bus..."
- LeRoi Jones, (Amiri Baraka),
Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note
2297.
Face the Facts
Somewhat scared
Of my doctor's reports
On my failing health.
When your 80
The Grim Reaper is coming soon.
2298.
Five Lines and Rhyme
You have to
write five lines
some in rhymes, with
syllables
all in line.
2299.
Building to the End
We struck up a friendship
nurtured it along
made accommodations
to make it strong---
Shocked: He died yesterday!

2300.
Fates on the Run
The Fates changed trucks in Crescent City
Carried their Precious to Yachat's gritty
Guarded the Sacred with scabbard knives.
They ran, those Fates, chased by destinies,
Fearing free will, trapped by realities.
2301.
"Here is my faith, my vision, my burning bush,
It will burn on and never be consumed.
It will be here long after I have gone,
Long after the last farmer sleeps. And since
I speak for ti, its silence speaks for me."
2302.
Fictional Folk
Pretend belief in Magical Wee Folk
Is fictional fun for most;
but there are those with
a nose for Spirits
living all around their home.
2303.
Flotsams of Unknowns
Under the Water
of my mind
an unconscious Sea
of Memories
guide me through time
Keep me on a course line
send me some signs
become conscious at times...
freedom may a fiction be
controlled by unknown destinies.
Bring the Unconscious,
Sub-Conscious, ego, and Id,
Collective Unconscious figured in---
Over the waves of Consciousness
the flotsam of Unknowns are adrift.
2304.
Little Setbacks
lampshade's broken chain
dripping kitchen sink
toilet float bowl shot
frozen hose can't flow---
my wallet is low
2305.
Campground on the Columbia
The sun sliced a hole in my head
So I bled ideas, concepts, words
All over the gray seat at the Columbia
River Park, were Lewis and Clark camped,,
And Chinook people sold them dried salmon.
Lewis and Clark Expedition 1803
Chinook Peoples of the Columbia River
Fort Vancouver, Washington 1825
Quintain Poetry Sections on this Webpage
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Bundled Up:
Quintains, Tankas, Pentastichs, and Onions
Quintain Poetry By Mike Garofalo
Bundled Up, Volume 1
Quintain Poems 1 - 1,000
Bundled Up, Volume 2
Quintain Poems 1,000 - 1,500
Bundled Up, Volume 3
Quintain Poems 1,500 - 2,000
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Quintain Poems 2,000 - 2,500
Bundled Up, Volume 5
Quintain Sonnets, Art, Remarks
Quintain Poems 2,500 - 3,000
Quintains: 2,100+ Quintains (Free Online)
Quintain Sonnet Forms ( 5252, 555, 553 )
Quintains: Bibliography, Links, Notes
Quintains: Cloud Hands Blog Posts
2306.
"One moves continually with the consciousness
Of that other, totally alien, non-human:
Humming inside like a taut drum,
Carefully avoiding any direct thought of it,
Attentive to the real world of flesh and stone."
- Gary Snyder, Burning
2307.
Goddess of Love
Venus, a Goddess, a model, a star,
Pursued by rich and/or handsome men,
Taken everywhere, A Trophy Queen,
Fed caviar, cacciatore, and champagne,
Lavishly dressed---A Prize displayed.
2308.
"They paper the walls of their world
with their strange rhythms,
visions of this, their sighted dreams.
They have within their deepest eardooms
fragments of freshest wildness."
- Stuart Z. Perkoff, The Recluses
2309.
"Between what I see and what I say,
between what I say and what I keep silent
between what I keep silent and what I dream,
between what I dream and what I forget:
poetry."
- Octavio Paz, To Speak: To Act
2310.
I Don't Wanna Be Normal
See that nine to five
She's alive, but she'll never see
She's lost in what she does
Just because of what she has to be
Time just passes by
And she don't try
She just carries on
'Cause dreams are only dreams
In the night, come the light, they're gone
Trapped into spaces that leave us with no room to breathe
Pushed into places where we really don't want to be
We've only got a short time to grab a little glory
I want to have a good life, not a sad story
To stay within the boundaries seems so formal
If that's what life is, I don't want to be normal, no
If chances that we take become mistakes, I could gladly pay
I don't see how I could live my life any other way
The best and the worst of us oftentimes stumble and fall
We're trapped by the choices we make, we just can't know it all
We've only got a short time to grab a little glory
I want to have a good life, not a sad story
To stay within the boundaries seems so formal
If that's what life is, I don't want to be normal
- Randy Crawford,
I Don't Wanna Be Normal (UTube), 1997
[I decided in 1998 to retire from my position as
Regional Administrator, East Region, Los Angeles
County Public Library. I managed 22 libraries
in the San Gabriel Valley.
I retired and moved
to a rural area in the North Sacramento Valley near
Red Bluff and worked part-time for 19
years more.
I decided that I didn't wanna be Normal.]
2311.
"Nobody likes to die
But an old man
Can know a gratefulness
Towards time that kills him,
Everything he loved was made of it."
- Gallway Kinnell, Spindrift
2312.
| Money is silent | ||
| Spending talks | ||
| Action Talks | ||
| Trust is silent | ||
| Marriage talks |
2313.
Checking my compass
Reviewing the topo map
Establishing GPS coordinates
Looking for landmarks carefully---
Ready to hike the trails round Mt. Hood.
2314.
Stomping over wildflowers,
Off-road driving destruction,
Trash left in remote campsites,
Target shooting at anything---
Vandals of the public wilderness.
The Wreck Ahead Comes Into View
2315.
Obedience is Insufficient
Demanding obedience
Is quite common everywhere:
On jobs, in schools, in prisons, in church.
But just obedience is insufficient
to establish trust, interaction, innovation, cooperation...
2316.
"Your poetry issues of its own accord when you and the object have
become one --- when you have plunged deep enough into the object
to see something like a hidden glimmering there ... Submerge your-
self into the ob
ject until its intrinsic nature becomes apparent, stim-
ulating poetic impulse. Your poetry issues of its own accord when yo"
- Basho (1644-1694)
2317.
| No need to hurry. |
| No need to sparkle. |
| No need to be Anybody |
| But Yourself |
2318.
I Would Like
"I would like
my living to inhabit me
the way
rain, sun, and their wanting
inhabit a fig or an apple.
I would like to meet my life
also in pieces,
scattered:
a conversation set down
on a long hallway table:
a disappointment
pocketed inside a jacket;
some long-ago longing glimpsed,
half-recognized,
in the corner of a thrift store painting."
- Jane Hirshfield, I Would Like
2319.
Food for Thought
Four doves
in the shadows
feeding on seeds---
HUNGER DRIVES
US ALL TO BE!!
2320.
"Hawthorne,
white and odorous with blossom,
framing the quiet fields,
and swaying flowers and grasses
and the hum of bees.'
- F. S. Flint, Trees
2321.
"this voltage through the body is brought on by the senses
senses strictly speaking in logic nothing is accidental the
world divides us into seekers after fact seekers after gold
dig up much earth
and find little."
- Joan Retallack, Curiosity and the Claim to Happiness
2322.
What to Do with All that Money?
Golden cockroaches
climb up Space Needles
into Elton's Rocket Cab
that exploded on the launchpad,
leaving blackened bugs all dead.
2323.
Situationally Speaking
Is not our "situation" where:
the whole Universe is our stage,
the whole World is our museum,
my whole home is my place--
my whole body is Encased in Space.
2324.
Nice Artful Things
I've wasted money
buying nice artful things
(who hasn't)
but learned my lesson---
Enjoy those things.
2325.
Blacked out in the summer heat.
People helped me to the shade.
Gave me water and aspirin.
They helicoptered me to Redding.
My first blackout troubled me.
- Klamath River 2014
[That event in 2014 cost me
over $10,00 in medical expenses.
No coverage by Medicare or Anthem Blue Cross!
The American medical system needs fixing.]
2326.
"After combing and washing,
she leans alone on the River Gazing Tower.
A thousand boats sail by, but none are his.
Slant sunlight lingers like passion on the unhurried water
passing an islet of white duckweed. She is broken inside."
- Wen Tingyung, Dreaming on the South Side of the River
2327.
Falsehoods Hurt
Rumors
stabbing her hard
in her tender heart;
she cried for many hours---
False news
2328.
The Creative Aim
Letting my imagination go
to where I just don't know.
Cobbling up new ways to say
some choice meaningful words today.
Creativity is the poet's aim.
2329.
"A Head or Tail---which does he lack?
I think his Forward's coming back!
He lives on carrots, Leeks, and Hay;
He starts to yawn---it takes all Day---
Some time I think I'll live that way."
- Hilda Doolitte, H.D., The Hippo
2330.
Popcorn Night
Shaking the heated pan steadily
popcorn popping on the stove
butter melting in another pot
serving all in a large bowl---
too many unpopped kernels.
2331.
"Red even numbers- body sections, the ocean sac, the great beach.
Green even numbers- oval jewels, quicksand, the haven behind the falls.
Jim's stammer is contagious, zen smut about hatcheries in the suburbs.
how the women in the canneries came down with the "gills."
hence bathtub love-makings, couplings in the sewers. The ice-water comes.
- Kenward Elmslie, Japanese City
2332.
A Poet in Lincoln City
Poetry is
brought to the seashore
by eyes on life
by echoes and pelicans
by Imagination Alive
2333.
Blame It On You
There ain't no devils
in the deep blue sea or behind
the garbage can at Burger King,
or in the back of Epstein's limousine---
Please, blame our evils on ourselves.
2334.
A warm February afternoon:
for pruning back leafless jasmine vines,
for raking up fallen branchlets,
for sweeping off the patio,
for looking at plants' frozen bones.
2335.
Inquiry and Judgment
Objective or Subjective
opinions on matters of fact
are weighed in the scales of:
usefulness, accuracy, clarity,
consequences, consistency, and tests.
2336.
| We have |
| certain convictions |
| only if we have |
| studied nothing |
| thoroughly |
2337.
Biology of Me
Functioning body
The basis of mind
This Ultimate Fact
That real Biology
Is me, my being!
2338.
A Better Use of Time
I stopped praying in 1963;
It made no difference in my life.
I prayed often before 1963;
It made no difference in my life.
Learned: Don't waste your time praying.
2339.
| Raise you words |
| not voice |
| It is rain that |
| grows flowers not thunder |
| - Rumi |
2340.
The Day My Religion Started to Die
I've had a few people
tell me, to my face,
that I was going to hell
because
I was not going to church
In the 1957 sixth grade, my teacher,
a stern Catholic nun (towards boys)
told the entire class:
My grandmother and I
were going to Hell (her emphasis!)
Because we attended her
Lutheran Church on last Sunday.
Shocked, upset, and annoyed was I!
My grandmother was a good person.
Catholicism, for me, on that day died.
Non-Religious Persons in the USA
2341.
"The sea of faith
Was once, too, at the full,
And round earth's shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long,
Withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-winds, down the vast edges drear
And naked singles of the world."
- Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach
2342.
Given or Taken
The world is given to us
On the platter of the real.
But, it's also a given that
We take from the world
What we want to create.
2343.
Whispers from the Hall
Zen talks with me occasionally
Not very consistently,
But amicably,
Not Transcendentally,
But Practically.
2344.
"Your face, the lake:
smooth, without thoughts.
A trout leaps.
Lights on the water:
souls sailing.
Ripples
the golden plain---and the cleft . . .
Your clothes nearby.
I, like a lamp
on your shadow body."
- Octavio Paz, Ladera Este
2345.
He described the scene
accurately and clearly
so anyone could see---
but left out the sounds and smells
and details of the pain and suffering.
2346.
"It is not youth that intrigues me
but suppleness.
The sensitivity of meat to meat and nerve
dies with the nets of self-image.
The Self Becomes Rigid."
2347.
I hiked the Eastern Sierra
In the dry month of September
From Lone Pine to Mammoth
With backpack and staff---
dusty trails to guide me to Insights.
Bishop, California 1980's
2348.
"I am always waiting for something I do not know
And may as well wait here as any place.
Back streets are better than main streets for waiting
And night is better than day, being privater, "
Vacated by all I am not looking for."
- Winfield Townley Scott, Five for the Grace of Man
2349.
cold tuna sandwich
wheat toast brown
pickles on the side
napkins passed around
cold water to chug it down
2350.
Super Bowl Day
142 million glued to the Tube---
colors galore, stadium full,
screaming fans, warm clear day,
politics set aside this day.
Super Bowl LX on 2/8/2026
2351.
"Beginning will be an experience, unfolding more it runs
its course, we will follow, doing and undergoing.
We have no particular end or plan.
We could head out, in, off, over, north, we are doing so.
Which?"
- Lyn Hejinian, The Beginner
2352.
"The pool is edged with the blade-like leaves or irises.
If I throw a stone into the placid water
It suddenly stiffens
Into rings and rings
Of sharp gold wire."
- Amy Lowell, Sunshine
2353.
Lies from AI
Fakes for your eyes
Falsehoods rise
The real disguised---
Eats killions of killowatt hours
2354.
"I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I---
I took the road less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
- Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
2355.
Calming as warm sunshine in winter
Refreshing as a cool breeze in summer
Blooming as a garden the spring
Letting go as trees in autumn.
Opening the doors of future years.
2356.
"O my songs,
Why do you look so eagerly
and so curiously into
people's faces,
Will you find your lost dead among them?"
2357.
Our World: A Concrete Poem by Mike Garofalo

Concrete Poetry and Text Art by Mike Garofalo
2358.
"A Man may make a Remark---
In itself ---
A quiet thing
That may furnish
The Fuse unto a Spark
In dormant nature--- lain ---
Let us deport --- with skill ---
Let us discourse --- with care ---
Powder exists in Charcoal ---
Before it exists in Fire."
- Emily Dickinson, ED#952
2359.
| IT IS NOT ENOUGH TO SAY THAT EVERYTHING IS US. |
| YOU ARE AS CLOSE AS MY TOUCH. |
| FUR. |
| MUSK. |
2360.
Some careless loud-mouths
Stir up a poet of shit
but never have the balls
To step into the pot of shit
Themselves. Blowhard Cowards.
2361.
"The bats come spelling the swallows.
In the smoking heap of old antiques
The porcupine-crakle starts up again,
The bone-saw, the ur-music of our sphere,
And up there the stars rustling and whispering."
- Gallway Kinnell, Ruins Under the Stars
2362.
Your spending
Never ending
Reflects what
Your values are---
Don't be a hypocrite!
2363.
We gazed at the marvelous
rock-hard petrified forest logs;
Such colorful stones---Amazed!
The icy winter wind
cracked my soft pink lips.
Petrified Forest National Park, Arizona 1961
2364.
"A distinction or a difference, I said
Either one a horn on Io's head
A giddy heifer chased by bees
All are immortal
Laugh and die down"
Philip Whalen, Martydom of Two Pagans
2365.
mumbling to myself
rehashing minor setbacks
figuring out new alternatives
rehearsing my responding mind---
continuing to consider my option lines.
2366.
"Just now,
Out of the strange
Still dusk . . . as strange, as still . . .
A white moth flew. Why am I grown
So Cold?"
- Adelaide Crapsey (1878-1914)
2367.
what'sn'ext
"did yaeatyet," no.
"are you hungry," yes.
have a seat.
here's some cornbread.
what'sn'ext?
2368.
The pots sit silently
Stuck in the still soil
Passively holding living beings.
Not wondering or knowing about
the glazed color of their skin.
2369.
The Claws of the Sun
Dawn ripped
the cloak of Blackness; Off!
Hiding the body
Off the Earth's back---
Hands of the Sun
2370.
Your Final Vision
Before Mary died
She told me
"I wish to die
a sudden death with eyes
fixed on blooming trees.
2371.
"Hey, afraid
The disenfranchised
Made the first machines of labor?
So to build prisons
Around themselves?"
Fanny Howe, Forty Days
2372.
"Of the beauty of her web,
My guess is that the spider does not take pride,
Nor fear the cruel hand
That may wipe it away:
Without pride or fear, she works instead."
2373.
"I complain like the flute,
Always the same tune
No rests in the water-cress
The toad sounding "do"
Would prefer the bassoon."
- Elizabeth Bishop, Banks
2374.
Here & Now @
Totally Awake :
4 am - 10 am !
Results Shown =
What's Known ?
Actual Cost Code $
On a Saturday .
I left a footnote *
Left Path Slanted /
Pragmatically Bracketed [
Fill in the blanks ______
expressed in words on pages—
revealing, appealing, shared ...
Weighty Subjects #
Rising Higher ^
Here and Now @
2375.
"I do not know which to prefer---
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendos,
The blackbird whistling
Or just after."
- Wallace Stevens, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
2376.
"You can beat me, beat me! beat me, said the demon
who stood near the stoup of holy water, but you cannot
destroy me. I am the rebel angel but I am an angel
and my face that you so often mar bears at least the
trace of one virtue: patience...
My time will come."
- Elizabeth Bishop, Patience of an Angel
2377.
A peculiar tightness
to her short verses
of quartets unfolding
Capturing in conciseness---
A springtime in Amherst.
2378.
"One wet summer I heard
the vibration of your
cylindrical tail
between loose tiles of a
dead-calm moonlit patio."
- Octavio Paz, Salamandra
2379.
"The old man stews by the fire, dribbling lip
Over his stomach; his thighs slip, then settle;
He feels his scorched britches, his dying pipe;
Something that was once a bird burbles a little
In a stomach soft as a heap of tripe."
- Arthur Rimbaud, Squatting
2380.
Yesterday is luggage
sometimes best left at home.
Tomorrow is an empty bag
ready to be filled.
Today, my friend, travel light.
2381.
"He picked up his bat with blown hands
stood there astraddle as he would in the batter's box,
and laughed! flinging his schoolboy wrath
toward some invisible pitcher's mound
waiting the pitch all the way from heaven."
Gregory Corso, Dream of a Baseball Star
2382.
Degrees of truth
like degrees of temperature, or
degrees of love or hate, or
intensity in degrees---
Truth is reached at Absolute Zero! Stopping Change.
2383.
Art can stick a sharp knife
into our familiar prejudices; or,
soothe our jangled senses,
soften our troubled souls,
reveal our innermost goals.
2384.
Riddles Unraveled
The fire fell in love when it found its perfect match.
He named his two watch dogs: 'Timex and Rolex.'
Your age: always higher, never lower.
Why is this Gold Fish so expensive?
What's another word for "Thesaurus?"
A shoe that has a tongue but cannot talk.
Trees access the Internet by logging in.
Tomorrow comes but never arrives.
A Christmas tree has many needles but does not sew.
People give their mistakes a name: 'Experience.'
A telephone has many rings but no fingers.
A yardstick has three feet but cannot walk.
A shoe that has a tongue but cannot talk.
A fire can grow but cannot live.
2385.
Windstorm tore branches down
Flinging big limbs all around
One punched a hole in our roof.
Hundreds of branchlets scattered around---
Picking up, bending down...
2386.
"They struggled their legs and blindly loved, those puppies
inside my jacket as I walked through town. The crawled
for warmth and licked each other---their poor mother
dead, and one kind boy to save them. I spread
my arms over their world and hurried along.
At Ellen's place, I knocked and waite---the tumult
invading my sleeves, all my jacked alive.
When she came to the door we tumbled---black, white
gray, hungry---all over the living room floor
together, rolling, whining, happy and blind."
- William Stafford, How It Began
2387.
Astoria City stacked on a hill
At the edge of the River Columbia.
Tourists shop the little stores,
Spending cash, opening doors,
The Goonies house draws even more.
2388.
Last football game of the year
Teammates shed a few tears
Seniors moving on---so sad
Sophomores a few more years---
A championship they never had.
2389.
"Wisdom is having things right in your life
and knowing why.
If you do not have things right in your life
you will be overwhelmed:
you may be heroic,
but you will not be wise.
If you have things right in your life
but do not know why,
you are just lucky, and you will not move
in the little ways that encourage good fortune.
- William Stafford
The Little Ways That Encourage Good Fortune
2390.
Planted heirloom tomato seeds,
little brown gems of life
drawn from paper packets---
got pestered by yellow jackets
while digging out of a spring habit.
2391.
"We are part of sweaty stallion and par opalescent elf--
AND
IT
IS
ALL
OK"
- Michael McClure, Thoreau's Eyes
2392.
"Merciful mother of beings
emerging within all experience
empower our eyes to see your
beauty and open our hearts
to receive your compassion."
OM TARA TUTARA TURE SVAHA
Tara (Mahavidya) : Bestower of Blessings
Mahavidya, the Blue Goddess,
With Her foot on dead enemies
That cause us any danger or harm
Protectress of her devotees---
Blood dripping from Her Swords
2393.
She sold me a brown statue
in a junky tourist trap
on a corner in Brookings---
hidden amongst second-hand things
a Buddha's hand mudra is seen.
2394.
| my |
| Mind |
| moves |
| my |
| Time |
2395.
Cities in the clouds of Space
Invisible facts of Destiny
Dripping faucets in a hurricane
A million enemies are to blame
Hot stars fell during the game
2396.
"A world of made
is not a world of born---pity poor flesh
and trees,poor stars and stones,but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical
ultra omnipotence."
2397.
Supermarket Seniors
The old woman
pushed her shopping cart
down the long isles at Fred Meyers
Supermarket near her home;
Very slowy, since she was tired.
2398.
"Departure
Everything seen . . .
The vision gleams in every air.
Everything had . . .
The far sound of cities, in the evening,
In sunlight, and always.
Everything know . . .
O Tumult! O Visions! These are the stops of life.
Departure in affection, and shining sounds."
- Arthur Rimbaud, Departure
2399.
A Failure to Agree
The jury choose me
as chairperson to help guide
us in our discussions
to reach a verdict in this case---
Days later, we told the judge we were split.
Jury Service in California, Circa 1983

2400.
changing opportunities
in every moment
today is created anew—
pristine possibilities
changing opportunities
depending on you
2401.
Give her a for-instance
Show her, don't tell her
Be very specific for her
Don't beat around the bush with her---
Vagueness is her bane.
Allen Ginsberg, Mind Writing Slogans
2402.
"What is this mind?
Who is hearing these sounds?
Do not mistake any state for self-realization,
But continue to ask yourself even more intently.
What is it that hears?"
2403.
Yes, In Many Ways ...
| Yes | Yes | No |
| I am | I am | we |
| in some | in many | are not |
| ways an | ways | just |
| It | Me | Its |
2404.
Before Ralph died
He told me
"Since I was born
I have to die
and so . . .
"
2405.
on or off, 1 or 0
Can't but help
think in Two's
brain aligned so---
forced to choose
yes or no

yes or no
off or on
Duality
Duplicate---
Two-Fold
2406.
"The floor having accumulated particles of myself
I call it dirty; dirty, the streets thick with the dead;
Dirty, the thick air I am used to breathing.
I am alive at least. Quick, who said that?
Give me the broom. The left-overs sweep the leavings away."
- Edward Field, The Floor is Dirty
2407.
A faint glimpse of daylight
Slips through slits in the blinds;
Reminding me, beconing me,
To rise with a new day mind---
First: pee, then hot coffee.
2408.
sinners and saints
do come and go
examples adequate
for all to know---
for keeping agression under control
2409.
"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but sitll will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing."
- John Keats, A Thing of Beauty
2410.
The Mediators:
Channels of
interests, values, culture, personality,
psychology, emotions, senses, experiences ...
these channels funnel me.
Quintain Poetry Sections on this Webpage
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Bundled Up:
Quintains, Tankas, Pentastichs, and Onions
Quintain Poetry By Mike Garofalo
Bundled Up, Volume 1
Quintain Poems 1 - 1,000
Bundled Up, Volume 2
Quintain Poems 1,000 - 1,500
Bundled Up, Volume 3
Quintain Poems 1,500 - 2,000
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Quintain Poems 2,000 - 2,500
Bundled Up, Volume 5
Quintain Sonnets, Art, Remarks
Quintain Poems 2,500 - 3,000
Quintains: 2,100+ Quintains (Free Online)
Quintain Sonnet Forms ( 5252, 554, 555, 553 )
Quintains: Bibliography, Links, Notes
Quintains: Cloud Hands Blog Posts
2411.
"To which every night
The alleycat sneaks up
To slop his saucer
Of fresh cream on the fire escape.
Washing down his rat.
Room crossed by wind from
Air conditioners' back ends,
By the clicking at all hours of invisible looms,
By cries of the night-market, hoofbeats, horns,
By bleats of lost boats on the Hudson."
- Gallway Kinnell, Room of Return
2412.
How did I adopt a metaphysics
Of the highest philosophy?
In the end, beyond my choices,
Actually, I must confess,
It was rather hit or miss.
2413.
"with your eyes of shock
with you eyes of lobotomy
with your eyes of divorce
with you eyes of stroke
with you eyes alone"
2414.
Do our perspectives
determine our reality?
Or, does reality
determine our perspectives?
Six of one, half-dozen of the other.
2415.
That which I've come to know
was not just generated
by my mental me---
there's a reality complete
without a speck of we.
2416.
"Three spirits came to me
And drew me apart
To where the olive boughs
Lay stripped upon the ground:
Pale carnage beneath bright mist."
- Ezra Pound, April
2417.
How do I 'know' this
Worldly sea of beings?
Can't know myself certainly
Without the taints of knowing---
I'm content with useful premises.
2418.
"At least I have the flowers of myself,
and my thought, no god
can take that;
I have the fervour of myself for a presence
and my own spirit for light..."
- Hilda Doolittle H. D., Acon VII
2419.
Through the lenses of my eyes
Images of seen reality arise.
Through the layers of my skin
Touching-Feeling outward and in---
Sunrise itself is painted by my minds-hand.
2420.
Will there be
A simple teahouse
By a little still pond
Surrounded by eucalyptus trees
To please my restless soul
Stuck on Death Mountain.
2421.
"Whether what we sense of this world
is the what of this world only, or the what
of which several possible worlds
-which what?---something of what, we sense
May be true, may be the world, what it is, what we sense.
For the rest, a truce is possible, the tolerance
of travelers, eating foreign food, trying words
that twist the tongue, to feel the time and place,
not thinking that this is the real world."
- William Bronk, Metonymy As an Approach to the Real World
2422.
"I saw you, Walt Whitman, chidless, lonely old grubber,
poking around the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the
grocery boys.
I hear dyou asking questions of each: Who killed the pork
chops? What price bananas: Are you my Angel?"
- Allen Ginsberg, A Supermarket in California
2423.
Torrential Fears
Torrential rain:
gutter gushing over,
puddles expanding,
rattling on the roof---
February storm came today
2424.
Caught in a Net of Fives
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
| Five | Five | Five | Five | Five |
2425.
Survival
My Neanderthal genetic self
Sees all animals as FOOD.
My Renaissance mental self
Sees all animals as Beautiful--
That is, when my belly's full.
Hunting and Gathering Cultures
2426.
"I stand with standing stones
The stones stay where they are.
The twiny winder wind;
The little fishes move.
A ripple wakes the pond.
This joy's my fall. I am!---
A man rich as a cat,
A cat in the fork of a tree,
Whe she shakes out her hair.
I think of that, and laugh."
- Theodore Roethke, All the Earth, All the Air
2427.
Philosophy is a kind of psychoanalysis
for the muddleheaded and pralysis
of the unguided dispossessed and those
berefit of confidence in rituals
of loose misleading language games.
2428.
animals huddle under
trees and shrubs
seeking shelter
from the winter storms---
we stay dry indoors
2429.
"Be in me as the eternal moods
of the bleak wind, and not
As transient things are---gaiety of flowers.
Have me in the strong loneliness
of sunless cliffs
And of grey waters.
Let the gods speak softly of us
In days hereafter,
The shaowy flowers of Oreus
Remember Thee.
- Ezra Pound, Doria
2430.
Cindrella's Shoes
Enchanted forests
Poisoned apples
Evil incarnate
Fairy tales—
Talking mirrors lied
2431.
"an old hag
bent over a shoulder bag
in the shop's window
I straighten my spine before
they can see it was me"
2432.
Blaise Pascal's Wager
insufficient
to keep the Catholic Church
from placing his Pensées on
the banned books list.
2433.
He spit on the ground,
sneezed in a Kleenex,
coughed in his palm,
lost his breath a little...
August head cold.
2434.
"Now has come, an easy time. I let it
roll. There is a lake somewhere
so blue and far nobody owns it.
A wind comes by and a willow listens
gracefully.
I hear all this, every summer. I laugh
and cry for every turn of the world,
its terribly cold, innocent spin.
The lake stays blue and free; it goes
on and on.
And I know where it is."
- William Stafford, Why I Am Happy
2435.
October opens
insects know
that bitter cold
will kill them
in the snow
2436.
"Feel your tongue begin to shred,
lips to crack, the inside of your mouth
become eaten out. Itch all over. See
your fingernails flake off, hair and teeth
fall out."
- Ted Berrigan, Things to Do on Speed
2437.
He lectured me
spit his contempt
cussed and ranted
insulted me—
political talk disheartening.
2438.
A defensive soccer battle
Twice!
First: 1-1 (2 Overtimes)
Second: 1-0, a Camas Win,
At Kiggins. Our Skyview lost.
2439.
"Shouldering the thoughts I loathed,
In their corrupt disguises clothed,
Mortality I could not tear
From my ribs, to leave them bare
Ivory in silver hair."
- Elinor Wylie, Full Moon
2440.
Art on the Floors
Malta's tiles
beautiful geometric styles
complex abstract flowered patterns
pigments galore—
for thousands of years or more
2441.
"paint me blurred
like a Monet garden
where imperfections fade
Into lilacs and lilies
and autumn leaves never fall"
2442.
Touching Hearts in an Unhappy Land
Walking for Peace
Compassion & Mindfulness.
From Texas to Washington D.C.:
Walking 2,300 miles in 120 days.
Millions of Americans greeted them.
Walk for Peace in America 2025-2026

2443.
She was shy
He was not
She was wise
He was not---
Together---Blended up.
2444.
"It was a winter morning, unbelievably cold.
So the thoughts went on
from each question came
another question, like a twig from a branch,
like a branch from a black trunk."
- Louise Gluck, Winter Morning
2445.
Thank You NRA
Snuck his assault rifles
into a Las Vegas hotel room
high in the gray autum sky---
he shot and killed 60 people, injured 860 more;
What else is a machine gun good for?
Took his gun into Sandy Hook School
Killed
20 children and 6 staff members
In a matter of minutes
As they stood in fear. Oh God!
It's always some crazy white guy with guns.
[Thank you NRA and Pro-Guns Republicans. Business as usual!]
Las Vegas Mass Shooting in 2011
Sandy Hook Elementary School Mass Shooting in 2010
2446.
"The Great Genius is
A man who can do the
Ordinary thing
When everybody
Else is going crazy."
2447.
The guns I inherited
are all hidden and locked up safely away;
all the children at my old house
are safe from guns today.
I've not touched them in 20 years.
2448.
"My Garden --- like the Beach ---
Denotes there be --- a Sea ---
That;s Summer---
Such as These --- the Pearls
She fetches --- such as Me."
- Emily Dickinson, # 484
2449.
What did I get from Emily D?
Short verses of poetry.
Using dash lines --- creatively ---
Obscurities Bound in Obscurity,
Numbered poems, untitled, you see.
Cleverness and complexity,
1860's America's Days,
Widening Her Philosophy.
Locked into domestic servitude;
Most women were screwed economically.
2450.
shoes off
socks off
pain gone
sore toe
so long
2451.
"Grass lies as though beating under the wind.
In the trees even the birds are astonished
By the passion of their song. The mind
Can only know what the blood has accomplished
When love has consumed it in the burning pond.
Now by the trembling water let death and birth
Flow through our selves as through the April grass--
The sudden summer this air flames forth
Makes us again into its blossomers---
Stand on the pulse and love the burning earth."
- Gallway Kinnell, Alewives Pool
2452.
Trump held a recent table talk
On Women's Health at the Black House.
There were no women in attendance!
Just a bunch of old white 'Christian' men,
Making uninformed rules for Women.
The Surgeon General of the USA in 2026
Is NOT a medical doctor!
A gravely voiced nincompoop,
A dangerous man in the hands
of CEO's profiteering off sick people.
2453.
Chief's Lost
Stadium fans
all in red jerseys
in Kansas City—
Chief's fans singing
the Tomahawk Chop Chant.
2454.
Forlorn he sits
In his small room
At the Rest Home
Mostly alone---
Just old and worn.
2455.
Halfway to Half Truths by Mike Garofalo

Concrete Poetry and Text Art by Mike Garofalo
2456.
"I travel along the edge of your thoughts,
and my shadow falls on your white forehead,
my shadow shatters
and I gather up the pieces
and go on with no body, groping my way...
- Octavio Paz, Piedra De Sol
2457.
Railroad tracks track space
Keeping true and straight,
Steel wheels jot and bounce in line,
Engineers make safe steady time---
Passengers laugh at dinnertime.
2458.
Hot ice on boiling sands
Grimacing lizards tip-toe past;
Golden cardboard boxes in black bins
Hide flies eating the good garbage within.
Homeless hobos drink cheap gin.
2459.
"Before long
I shall be a ghost
but just now
how they bite my flesh!
the winds of autumn"
"Naki tama no
kazu ni hairite
naku naka ni
uki akikaze no
mi ni zo shiminuru"
2460.
One Simple Self-Improvement Task
Turned my cellphone OFF!---
It over-stimulates my random thoughts,
Fans my
emotional coals,
Encourages my mindless passivity, and
Keeps me from more important tasks.
2461.
"The Universe is the rhythm
there is no onlooker, no outside
no other than the real, the universe
is the rhythm, and
whatever is only is as swinging."
- Leroi Jones, Amiri Baraka, J. Said
2462.
As soon as the loudmouthed preacher
shouts at young children Thou Shall Not Kill.
We ask Did the child talk of killing?
Did the child ask What is Killing?
If the young child knows about killing, then parents have failed.
2464.
"I was made at right angles to the world
and I see it so --- I can only see it so.
I do not find all this absurdity people talk about
Perhaps a paradise --- a serous paradise where lovers hold hands
and everything works."
2465.
12:44 pm, 2/6/2006
Hard year ahead at work
changing textbook management.
Lifting and moving boxes of books:
For me, at 70, TOUGH!!
Corning Elementary School District
2466.
"We counted several flames in one small fire.
The question was, Where was the Questioner?---
When we abide yet go
Do we do more than we know,
Or is the body but a motion in a shoe?
The edge of heaven was sharper than a sword;
Divinity itself malign, absurd;
Yet love-longing of a kind
Rose up within the mind,
Rose up and fell like an erratic wind.
We struggled out of sensuality;
Going, we stayed; and night turned into day;
We paced the living ground;
The stones rang with light sound;
The leaves, the trees turned our two shapes around."
- Theodore Roethke, The Tranced
2467.
Time hangs from slender threads:
A web of future unravelings
A web of fixed memories
A web of present interconnections
Shaking in the trees of entropy.
2468.
"Axioms from a crate of axioms:
The present is the past immediately.
The future is the present immediately.
The fruit, when it falls, falls immediately.
Wisdom must be served, expediently."
2469.
Time pivots around moving things
Like our thoughts ever changing
Stasis engenders feeeling timelessness
Unconnected empty motionless space
Bereft of the harbingers of Change and Fate
2470.
Cars float upvalley like leaves
Then sink down fast and disappear
Caught in the tsunami's wave of death.
People trapped, screaming,
Sinking down faster, Crushed below.
Japanese Tohoku Earthquake and Tsunami 2011
2471.
"The chapel's cowbell
Like God's anvil
Hammers ocean to a blinding shield;
Fired, the sea-grapes slowly yield
Broze plates to the metallic heat."
- Derek Walcott, Crusoe's Island
2472.
Now, different costly paywalls in 2025
to watch college sports games---
no more Pac 12 Conference TV Network
for just West USA
teams All Year, All Sports---
A serious disappointment for me.
2473.
Freezing day in August
Sizzling day in February
Leafless trees in June
Winter solstice in October
New Years Day Disappeared
2474.
"There was a stain on the ceiling
Over the bed
Shaped like a rhinoceros head
With a jagged horn and a trumpet in his mouth.
The trumpet had blown, without "feeling,"
All the gilt plaster-work, hoarse,
From his jaw.
In the morning I saw
Over my head the brilliant results of music:
A moulding, coarse..."
- Elizabeth Bishop, In a Room
2475.
deeply depressed
she spoke of her death,
free of her pain, and distress.
we tried to help
but last month, she killed herself.
2476.
"As the train passed the forest's tortured icons,
the floes clanging like freight yards, then the spires
of frozen years, the stations screeching steam,
he drew them in a single winter's breath
whose freezing consonants turned into stones."
- Derek Walcott, Forest of Europe
2477.
By July the yard grass
had turned a dull gray-brown,
no mowing until late fall,
crispy-crunching underfoot,
no waering the the summer months.
2478.
Reality of Weakness
Up the stairs at the stadium
were a challenging climb for me,
with no hand rails available,
my balance failed miserably,
my daughter helped steady me.
2479.
"each cobblestone
of the old city stirs
ancient memories
add to this horse-drawn carriages
and we forget the year we're in"
2480.
Steady chilling desperation
took hold of me
undercut my shaky knees
and scared the shit out of me---
I was drafted into the US military.
2481.
"At timberline
A few great, skinless trees
Are clinging, blown almost
Flat.
Like pressed
Flowers. Below me the rainclouds open
To the sunset. In that
Last burst
Of light the window of, perhaps, a flophouse
Flashes."
- Gallway Kinnell, Sunset at Timberline
2482.
Fruits of the Divine
The Golden Apples of the Hesperides.
The Pink Peaches of the Goddess Hsi Wang Mu.
The Fruits of the Divine,
The tastes of Immortality,
The hope for Ripening.
Queen Mother of the West, Hsi Wang Mu
And the Peaches of Immortality
2483.
"My hour draws near and I am still alive.
Drawn by the chains of death
I take my leave.
The King of Hades had decreed
Tomorrow I shall be his slave."
- Seisetsu Shucho
2484.
Riding in the chugging boat
gently crossing
Mayfield Lake below
the Big Mayfield Dam above. It glows
in the sunshine dropping low.
2485.
The Art Exhibit
was perfectly displayed
to an empty room this day.
The poet's book went unread;
In a dusty bookstore---now very dead.
2486.
"I! I called mself a magician,
an angel, free from all moral constraint!
. . . I am sent back to the soil
to seek some obligation, to wrap gnarled
reality in my arms! A Peasant!"
2487.
threatened by the snarling dog
unleashed, roaming the streets,
confused, anxious, lost,
barking at mostly anything,
scared, fearful, crazy thristy
2488.
"Mount Fuji's melting snow
is the ink
with which I sign
my life's scroll,
"Yours sincerely."
- Kashiku
2489.
wisdom and luck
help you survive
keeping you safe
during the day
and in the night
2490.
emotionally drained down
bothered by worries and woes
at the edge of loosing control;
got it back together, somehow---
curled in a ball and dozed
2491.
"Spirits among us have departed---friends
relatives, neighbors; we can't find them.
If we search and call, the sky nearly waits.
Then some day here come the cranes
planing in from cloud or mist---sharp
lonely spears, awkwardly graceful.
They reach for the land; they stalk
the ploughed fields, not letting us near,
not quite our own, not quite the world's."
- William Stafford, Watching Sandhill Cranes
2492.
Counting Satisfaction
I count my blessings
just like others
needing all ten fingers
to add up my score---
and blessings are not just things.
2493.
It is very unsettling for me
listening to news people on TV
Talking of news far from me;
Yes, what relevancy?
So, I turned off the irrelevant TV.
2494.
Mendocino Quintain Rhyme Scheme Prosody
A The Fates changed trucks in Crescent City
A Carried their Precious to Yachat's gritty
B Guarded the Sacred with scabbard knives.
C They ran, those Fates, chased by destinies,
C Fearing free will, trapped by realities.
2495.
We hiked up to Angles Landing
In red-pink Zion Park;
Switchbacks twisting skyward
Steep dropoffs along the trail---
Holding on to the chains bolted into steep cliff walls.
2496.
"Enormous morning, ponderous, meticulous;
gray light streaking each bare branch,
each single twig, along one side,
making another tree, of glassy veins . . .
The bird still sits there. Now he seems to yawn."
- Elizabeth Bishop, Five Flights Up
2497.
We tucked our cold wet feet
Under the rolled edges of the rubber
In the large bouncing rubber raft
Creening over splashing rapids---
Trinity River summer escapades.
The big heavy asses of Sam and I
Caused the raft to bind on some big rocks.
Nearly capsized us all!
As the Trinity charged into our sides;
Luckily, our guide was skilled and wise.
2498.
What's the point of living?
When we know---all will die.
When we know---all are forgotten.
But, I reject one Pointless way:
Arrogance and Pride---Lacking Humility.
2499.
OK! Enough is enough!
Too much preaching and academic oratory
In my recent quintain poems penned.
Need to try more storytelling, emotions,
Better imagery, revealing being, Fantasy!
2500.
We all look for rational reasons
To explain those absurdities
That grind our grits away---
We get pissed each fucking day
Trying to make sense any way.

Quintain Poetry Sections on this Webpage
Bundled Up, Volume 4

25 Steps and Beyond: Collected Works
At the Edges of the West
Highway 101 and Hwy 1
Bundled Up: Quintains, Pentastichs, Tankas
Cuttings: Haiku, Senryu, Brief Poems
At the Edges of the Fertile West
Highway 99 and Interstate 5
Texts Press Publications
Free Online Poetry and Studies
Vancouver, Washington
Texts Press Email

Quintains and Tanka Poetry
Research, Studies, Notes
Bibliography, Links, References,
Webpages, Essays, Magazines
Definitions, Examples
Research by Mike Garofalo
Mike Garofalo's Internet
Web Publishing
Objectives, Aims, and Policies:
Provide open access to people worldwide.
People can read my poetry for free: 24/7.
Google translate drop-down menu included.
No advertising or pop-up ads on my webpages.
No cookies log-in steps.
No irrelevant graphics.
No AI generated ads!
No requests for your email before reading.
Not promoting chapbooks or
books of mine or from others to sell.
Since 2024, my webpages are in
CSS format and cellphone readable.
I use my Cloud Hands Blog for
poetry posts, posts on a variety
of topics, promoting others,
and selling books.
I research and study poetry at my home.
In 2026, I am carefully studying
the poetry of
John Ashbery,
Emily Dickinson, and the West Coast,
USA, Literary Scene, and Quintains.
My academic background includes:
philosophy, information science,
librarianship, education, and business.
Feedback or suggestions are welcome.
Editors and publishers who think my
poetry has some commercial possibilities
for themselves
are encouraged
to contact me.
I've been employed as a webmaster,
grant writer, and web publisher
since 1998.
25 Steps and Beyond:
The Collected Works of Mike Garofalo
Texts PreSS Couve Publications
Free Online Poetry and Studies
By Mike Garofalo
Vancouver, Washington
Text PreSS Couve Email


Michael Peter Garofalo (1946-) grew up in East Los Angeles, raised well by my parents June and Big Mike, was educated in Catholic Schools, lived with two other brothers, graduated (B.A., M.S.) from local universities.
Married Blanche Karen Eubanks, served in the US Air Force, worked in and managed many City and Los Angeles County Public Libraries, raised two children, socialized, traveled, and learned. Retired as the Regional Administrator, East Region, Los Angeles County Public Library in 1998.
We moved to a rural 5 acre property in Red Bluff, in the North Sacramento Valley, CA. Webmaster since 1998. Worked part-time for the Corning School District (Technology and Media Services Manager, District Librarian, Grant Writer, Webmaster); and as a yoga, Taijiquan, and fitness club instructor until 2016. Traveled extensively in Northern California, Oregon, and Washington.
We both retired, and we moved to Vancouver, WA, in 2017. Currently in 2025: reading, writing, gardening, harmonica playing, home chores, yurt camping, exercise, traveling in the Northwest, web publishing, family events, poetry research, photography, Northwest research, Nature mysticism, Buddhist and Taoist literature, walking, sports events, etc.
25 Steps and Beyond; Collected Works
I really appreciate positive feedback,
reviews, kudos, and encouragement
about the value
of
my free webpages.
Send your comments to:
Text Press Email
Bundled Up:
Quintains, Pentastichs,
Tankas, and Onions

Poetry By Michael P. Garofalo
Pulling Onions
1,000 Quips, Opinions, and One-Liners
A Basket of Ideas from the Backyard
Cuttings :::
Tercets, Haiku, Senryu, and Onions
Arranged by Months
Bundled Up
Bundled Up, Volume 1
Quintain Poems 1 - 1,000
Onion Seedlings
Bundled Up, Volume 2
Quintain Poems 1,000 - 1,500
Bundled Up, Volume 3
Quintain Poems 1,500 - 2,000
Bundled Up, Volume 4
Quintain Poems 2,000 - 2,500
Bundled Up, Volume 5
Quintain Sonnets, Art, Remarks
Quintain Poems 2,500 - 3,000
Bundled Up, Volume 6
Quintain Sonnets, Art, Remarks
Quintain Poems 3,000 - 3,500
Quintains: 2,100+ Quintains (Free Online)
Quintain Sonnet Forms ( 5252, 555, 553 )
Quintains: Bibliography, Links, Notes
Quintains: Cloud Hands Blog Posts

At the Edges of the West
A Docu-Poem
The earliest poems on this webpage
were posted online in 2021.
This document was last edited, revised,
reformatted, added to, relinked,
changed, improved, or modified
by Mike Garofalo
on March 6, 2026.