*"Kateri"
(for Steve Catlin)
Dear umbrous squat Kateri crawls
like rain, eyes squirmed,
scaly comb at her neck
-to gall one for very holiness!
Wildly galled, indeed for to believe,
do and eat came (for her)
rather scurriedly, with no time
for a true locust love-
just some waters & beyond
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*I hope with this I've righted the terrible wrongs committed against her in Leonard Cohen's Beautiful Losers.
2 comments:
Conrad:
This little piece is intriguing, but I'm at a loss to know what it's really about.
Is this a Native North American figure? What's the back-story?
Curtis,
thank you for your reply.
There is a back-story and it's one (in my own way of seeing this great North American saint)that really derives from my reading of Cohen's novel, where Kateri Tekakwitha(incorrectly called Katherine) is treated as no more than an after-thought in the orgiastic reflections of rather empty individuals. Typically Cohenesque story-telling. It's time somebody did something about it.
What's my poem about? Ah, my friend: the mystery (as Ungaretti would say) is mine alone to conceal.
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