Sunday, February 3, 2013

Prayer from Ocean Beach

I'm learning a new language to reverse time. And it needs both negation and reversal, so we say "we silence" and "we unsay".  We regret, cherish, regress.  In morning the sun may rise, or the fog may cloud it, or the whole great earth may stop its spin, knuckling until it takes on english and the sun sets in the east and--if permitted--rises up again to look down on the world from the west and we in America will then all be chinamen looking with wonder on a day out of the Pacific and the Sunset and the Richmond will see the sun for the first time and it will burn all their hanging fog away.