Owl
cover one, publish date 10/16/12
Fall print issue release 11/17/12
”angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to
the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,”
Allen Ginsberg (b. 1926), U.S. poet. from Howl
four figures entered the dream
two of which had but one face
as a group we traveled towards a spring
our thirst the only bond
brush with ink on paper
i walk into the warmth
this blue and green ocean
gave me back
maybe because we are born of liquid
or maybe,
it has to do with rebirth
and the spark of creation
I thirst so
pen and ink with charcoal 1982
all that obsessed time
the hot blue sky,
utility plastic melting in the sun
I swallow my dreams
to taste their magic
Vision after vision
lift up and through these walls
and still I am here
as the ancient cyclops of my youth
reached down again from high
I spoke into it’s presence
up towards an azure sky
the nature of abstraction
a composition of thought