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FIRST THOUGHT BEST THOUGHT, 108 POEMS

GLORIOUS BHAGAVAD-GHETTO

Hawk is silly
Because of its hawkishness,
Good is bad
Because of its goodishness.
Bad is so good
Because of its bluntness.
Raven vulture lizard
A monk a nun
A dog a cat
Venerable mosquito
Sick frog
Healthy guinea pig
Giant grain of sand--
They all speak a mutual language:
Who we are
What we are
Maybe we are
The neighbors might know about us.
Do the neighbors know the Tantra?
What is Tantra?
Is black black?

Thanks be to the wise or the stupid,
Mrs. Jones
Mr. McLean.
Glory be to the rain
That brought down
Concentrated pollution
On the roof of my car
In the parking lot.

5 July 1974

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