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Patti Smith reads Allen Ginsberg

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On Cremation of Chögyam Trungpa, Vidyadhara.

I noticed the grass, I noticed the hills, I noticed the highways,

I noticed the dirt road; I noticed the car rows in the parking lot
I noticed the ticket takers, noticed the cash and the checks and credit
cards,
I noticed the buses, noticed mourners, I noticed their children in red
dresses,
I noticed the entrance sign, noticed retreat houses, noticed blue and yellow
flags
Noticed the devotees, their trucks and buses, guards in khaki uniforms,
I noticed the crowds, noticed misty skies, noticed the all –pervading smiles
and empty eyes –
I noticed the pillows, coloured red and yellow, square pillows round and
round –
I noticed the Tori gate, passers-through bowing, a parade of men & women in
formal dress –
Noticed the procession, noticed the bagpipe, drums, horns, noticed high silk
head crowns and saffron robes, noticed the three piece suits,
I noticed the palanquin, an umbrella, the stupa painted with jewels the
Colours of the four directions –
Amber for generosity, green for karmic works, I noticed the white for
Buddha, red for the heart –
Thirteen worlds on the stupa hat, noticed the bell handle and umbrella, the
empty head of the white cement bell – Noticed the corpse to be set in the head
of the bell –
Noticed the monks chanting, horn plaint in our ears, smoke rising from astep
the firebrick empty bells –
Noticed the crowds quiet, noticed the Chilean poet, noticed a rainbow,
I noticed the guru was dead,
I noticed his teacher bare breasted watching the corpse burn in the stupa,
Noticed morning students sad cross legged before their books, chanting
devotional mantra's, Gesturing mysterious fingers, bells and brass thunderbolts
in their hands,
I noticed flames rising above flags and wires and umbrellas and painted
orange poles,
I noticed, I noticed the sky, noticed the sun, a rainbow around the sun,
light misty clouds drifting over the sun –
I noticed my own heart beating, breath passing through my nostrils
My feet walking, eyes seeing,
I've noticed smoke above the corpse, I've noticed fired monuments
I noticed the path downhill, I've noticed the crowd moving toward the buses
I noticed food, lettuce salad, I noticed the teacher was absent,
I noticed my friends, I've noticed our car, I've noticed the blue Volvo,
I've noticed a young boy hold my hand
Our key in the motel door, I noticed a dark room, I noticed a dream
And forgot, noticed oranges lemons and caviar at breakfast,
I noticed the highway, sleepiness, homework thoughts, the boy's nippled
chest in the breeze
As the car rolled down hillsides past green woods to the water.
I noticed the sea, I noticed the music – I wanted to dance."

Allen Ginsberg; "On the Cremation of Chogyam Trungpa Vidyadhara" (1987)

May we all notice at least one thing today.

~Anna

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