"Thom the World poet is an old mate of mine from way back in my history. Even pre-dating Voiceprint, when I was running "Otter Songs" and Tom's poetry tapes and guest appearances with Daevid Allen, Gilli Smyth Mother Gong are well known and highly regarded. It just felt right to include a daily poem from Thom on our Gonzo blog and when I approached him to do so, he replied with in seconds!!! Thom is a great talent and just wants to spread poetry, light and positive energy across the globe. If we at Gonzo can help him do that - why not? why not indeed!!" (The wondrous poetpic is by Jack McCabe, who I hope forgives me for scribbling all over it with Photoshop)
THERE IS A LINE THROUGH ALL THINGS
You see it in those lines in stones/layers in sand
Cities
buried deep in ancestral forgetting / Egypt
defies
tourists while revolution draws lines between
Syria
and Lebanon, Iraq and Iran - ancient divisions
encamp
with weapons but no water. Arms but no legs
Sometimes
you can see the jagged bright of lightning
I
did not say it was a straight line (nor ever was)
Curling
river/smoke from a burning oil pipeline
Signs,symbols,scars
in sand and stone
Blood, oil, gas, diamonds - all
need water and light
which
is a line borrowed from the Nile
where
stripped Pyramids sit,squat among homeless
no
one speaks Ancient. No one listens. Dumb wonder
and
a lack of replication. Bruce Chatwin posited songlines
as
feng shui for earth/ley lines that flow electrically /
a
geo-map of where significance sits. When birds complain,
it
is the song of winged lines they are releasing.
It
is a correspondence and a conversation.
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