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nUkiEmOLe poems by otheRs #41/ 12 Nov 2021 KPFA’s 71st Birthday Poem   wRitten by Jack Foley

nUkiEmOLe poems by otheRs #41/ 12 Nov 2021

KPFA’s 71st Birthday Poem   wRitten by Jack Foley


I listen to Jack Foley recite and read his PoetRy because his woRds, altho paRtly elemental aRe not in good gRammaR, well enough for pRint like online texts Requiring ‘pdf’s’. WheReupon, I shall edit for succinctness, his lack of Requitements, as he is also no into “defense as mannerism of poetic-Discipline—which I am most wholeheaRtedly.      “R”


My mind returns always to poetry

Not as a task but as a blessed relief

[that] is the spontaneous, generous gift, “grace,”

“Free, and totally unexpected, and

Undeserved.” Someone remarked

About Flannery O’Connor’s characters

That they were all seeking grace

But grace, like poetry, cannot be sought

My mind returns to poetry

Not as a task and certainly not as a job

But as a sudden, spontaneous, often surprising

Lifting of consciousness, a blessing surely,

Like the moment when your sins are entirely forgiven

Or the moment when you understand

That the person looking at you

Loves you entirely and without reserve

And would, if [they] were possible, take on your death.

“Poetry,” wrote W.H. Auden, famously,

“Makes nothing happen,” but I think this is wrong.

Poetry IS the happening, the chance encounter with the angel,

The sudden blessedness.

[What] announces [the] self as a “feeling,”

A piece of “music” in the mind

That tells you, “Now is the time.”

[that] does not transform the world like a program to end unemployment

Or a vaccine that will cure coronavirus,

It transforms YOU–you become a beacon, a light,

The sudden, submissive vehicle of a consciousness

That holds you and forces you, often reluctantly,

To stand unalterably in its shining.

Today is the birthday of KPFA-FM.

[they are] 71, nine years younger than I,

Though I have been broadcasting on [air] since 1988.

For more years than most people [could] have been alive

KPFA has honored not only the political,

The transformation of the world,

But the transformation that occurs within the listener,

The transformation that comes with the infusion of words and ideas.

Echoing Cocteau, Jack Spicer said the poet

Was a radio.

The device becomes the person

1 Jack Foley’s Tribute to KPFA 2020, kpfa-fm online 15 aPr 2021  /When your ears are tuned to a channel of endless, eloquent hope 

Bio-sketch (2-27-16)…

I started into believing that I would be able to show my data and my photogRapHics in 1996. By 1998 I was learning computers would gain ascendant methods thru technics of programming for a future connected to data and information. That was nuclear-Molecular finding(s) to share and my personal-Activism w first account specifics and engendering(s).

As cameras went 'digital-Tech' I fond that editing was also to follow in 2004. Then, in 2005 my first digital camera had replaced usage(s) of s.l.r. 35 mm's. I have no mercy nor pity for the thieves who have stolen my hard werk, as anxiety of what I allowed was mid-stReam--anyway! Those asshole-Pukes have cost me $1,000's on a fixed income and I remain single, sole-Survivor of two-Families w.o. offspring!

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