Additional Ode                             
                                            for Bob Holman


For the specialness of daylight
and the color of the sky
for the evidence of mammal forms
and all ferrets and the night,
for the fireflies distracted
made of crayons and the rain,
for the days of working workingness
and a facileness of themes,
for the finlandtude of spirits
that are fierce beside the cats,
for the rampant forms that are the cats,
made of warm flesh lined with fur,
for the solace that is  warm fur flesh
that is everything alright
for the eventide of everything,
for the this and then and them.



Tauroborium                         
                                     for Elizabeth Willis

O tauroborium
whose name is
taurus sorusi, o tauro
bolium who spills the
blood of lambs,
o canal street also,
where ducks are in the
windowsills, o thick meat
of the window fetish,
o disjunction of the spring,
o glory of the bullet proof
parade, stand up
in your harvestness,
sun streaked in the sky.