Difficult Delights
By Arthur Purdy
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Arthur Purdy
On May 18, 1923 in Newark, N.J. I was born to warm, outgoing, American parents. Then, a year later, my sister was born. We lived surrounded by and occupied with family. There I knew 22 aunts and uncles and 17 first cousins. We were a very people oriented family, with much empathetic discussion of their doings and personalities, for understanding, entertainment and a good bit of laughter. Most of my growing up years were lived in Elizabeth, N.J., where the depression seemed only with money, not with people. The streets, from four-family houses, were alive with after-school kids and neighbors on front steps. In high school, Mrs. MacFarquhar, starting with Bobbie Burns, brought about my love with poetry. At graduation I read 15 minutes of rhyming couplets, including many classmates names and activities. I was not valedictorian. In 1941, Indiana University and ROTC and WW2. I joined the US Army, designated for the infantry and the front line, and there the truth of war. Suddenly war, outside of me, was done and I was alive. I pledge myself to know each day I am alive. Back to school, no longer pre-med, no longer how I will be categorized. Now, to know, to learn, after living wars inhumanity, what I am, what is me, what are human beings. Searching great writings to know. Beyond knowing, we must feel what we are. We know we are alive from our feelings. Poetry expresses feelings. A few of my poems were published and some war poems were read before veterans groups. So I live my life rich with people, and poetry helps to keep my pledge to know each day I am alive.
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Difficult Delights - Arthur Purdy
MUD IN YOUR I
MUD IN YOUR I
One neat night the Universe
And I to eye – my lusty I
Singing in mind and blood—
Rollicked in symmetrical flood,
Raised this flask over the bar,
Stuffed worlds and time in a passing star,
Swilled earth, guzzled sky,
Roared laughter and drank the me from my I.
Drank the me from the eye of me,
Transported, sweet brew, my I to you.
Here in my newly naked sight
Armies of you in religious flight
Trampling the fertile of flesh and mind
Through the beauty of now running to find
Tomorrow’s manna, the promised due.
Laughter, sad laughter, the me in you.
Mud in your I,
Universe sings.
Life is wine. The cup is mine.
Deaf to the music, drunk with your I
You flee the night to immortally die.
In your circus of me, your nations of brothers
Where oneness excludes strangely all others,
By logic as cold as the light of the moon
You alone dance to heaven’s sweet tune.
Bottom’s up, boys, you’re the top, boys.
The world’s your pie, in your I.
To the sight of you! To the sight of me!
To the inbetween we rarely see!
So little to take Death seems perverse,
But, boys, it uncorks the whole Universe.
Not for the world will it let you go by
Without drinking full the me from your I.
BENEATH THE MUSHROOMED CLOUD OF BRAIN
Beneath the mushroomed cloud of brain,
Explosionwise in all directions
Glittering glands drive blasts of hunger,
And the word of being bursts
To syllables of disconnected days.
Rising, ungathered, we gravitate
In consuming herds, worshipping
Wholeness at the altars of computed numbers,
With human faces shrinking
On the coins and dollars of efficiency.
Stones of comfort, from the marketplaces hurled,
Numb the voices of our blood,
Stun the self, spirit it beyond
Our grasp, where wellfed hunger
Steals loaves from starving worlds.
Galaxies throb in the womb, ionizing
Form to shape. But shape
Devours form and nations earth
In willful vanity, where light of our streetlamps
Drowns stars, inflates our shadows.
WAITING ROOM
In shaded light and padded ease
Conditioned air murders the season.
The glassed-in fish, the cactus and I
Share the comfortable passing of reason.
I wear a tie; I comb my hair;
My feet are buried in shiny shoes;
But every hour on the hour
I’m less familiar than the news
Those peddlers hawk; demusiced music
In between crowding void with void.
I crouch inside this waiting, rescuing
Thought by enterprise destroyed
Among the magazines. I can’t believe
The photoed girl’s glandular pose,
Nor manhood in motorcars speeds the race,
That mind of flesh in technology’s clothes
Does more than gird old loins of doubt.
I’ve