miriam halliday borkowski | point lobos sea poem for matt’s 42nd birthday san francisco

POINT LOBOS SEA POEM
FOR MATT’S 42nd BIRTHDAY
SAN FRANCISCO
Taking the 38 Geary Fort
Miley and getting off
at Point Lobos cliff
The Great Highway begins
I think of you within the stunning
play of light crisscrossing
my breath water
imparts information
from the spirit world
encasing our bodies
other women greet thee
kiss thy hands
touch thy mind
other men greet me
we greet everybody
you get upwind
light a [...]

miriam halliday borkowski | the drunk’s wife leaving the city

THE DRUNK’S WIFE LEAVING THE CITY
In the immense silence
I am dissolving
I cannot keep the gauze
from my eyes
I take the charged sun
into my stomach
for anybody
the generations
and the generations
will have to do it
for themselves
I am unowned
completely surrendered
to inertia
lolling lethargy
aware of the integrity
in each drop of whiskey
not interested
in pretending
that I am not drunk
intensely hunkered down
within slabs of indecency
quietly [...]

miriam halliday borkowski | johnnie & me

Photo taken from Big Hammer No. 13, Page 80
JOHNNIE & ME
for Kate on her 21st Birthday
I always knew I was great I
even though I lived in a housing project
my grandmother told me I was
she told me she was / my grandfather was
and all thirteen of their children too
even though Sears & Roebucks and others
never paid my [...]

miriam halliday borkowski | sea poem for sarah on her 21st birthday and because she just graduated from the american academy of dramatic arts in new york city

SEA POEM FOR SARAH ON HER 21ST BIRTHDAY
AND BECAUSE SHE JUST GRADUATED FROM THE AMERICAN
ACADEMY OF DRAMATIC ARTS IN NEW YORK CITY

The gathering fingers of the one
aaareflecting light
and the roaring
aaaacoming
joyous infallible perfect
Oh molten profoundness
aaaseething
in arcs aaaarolling
aaagathering gathering sun
sun platinum
aaaadriven
land lifted
aaaavoluptuous
satin flawless lustrous
aaaaENUNCIATIONS
leaping leaping leapingaaa up
ragged the arcs
aaamolten [...]

miriam halliday borkowski | sleeping under giants in a cazadero forest

SLEEPING UNDER GIANTS IN A CAZADERO FOREST
“Sharing the water that
no one could ever own”
the geography could eat me!
could eat you! but
earth eros is conscious
listens to us
it was night—
remember
until my eyes adjusted
the dark obscured their height
i arrived at 11 o’clock
walked past silent tents
some people in a
building still up farther off
i made my way [...]

ken greenley | miriam halliday borkowski

Miriam Halliday Borkowski | Photo by Jean Weisinger
I first met Miriam
at a poetry reading that happened monthly in an attic in New Brunswick, a small city in New Jersey, USA in the early 1980s. It was viewed as the ‘other’ reading in town, different from the ‘popular’ reading in one of the bars [...]

miriam halliday borkowski | come see the crack lines on julian in saint francis of assisi’s city

Miriam Halliday Borkowski | Photo by Jean Weisinger
COME SEE THE CRACK LINES ON JULIAN IN SAINT FRANCIS OF ASSISI’S CITY

and hear the calibrate in percentiles
the level of consciousness
received from their pipes
isn’t that all anybody wants
a high level of consciousness
they nod and decently avert their eyes
my son reminds them
they are participating in their own
genocide the gates
of [...]

Big Hammer No. 5

2002