The Don & 951
951 Gaspra,
a Flora Asteroid
2 million years old
orbits our Sun between Mars and Jupiter.
Its rocky metallic surface
is pocked with impact craters.
Saint Romuald born in 951
screwed himself stupid as a youth
& fled when he saw his daddy Sergius
kill his opposite in a duel.
Rommy became a monk & wrote,
‘Empty yourself completely.
Sit waiting like the chick who tastes nothing
& eats nothing but what her mother brings him.'
He got canon's eyes for that
& did very well in real estate.
Emperor Shizong
also known as Wuyu
was a drunk who liked to hunt.
Wuyu took to the field in 951
& stopped an advance from the South.
Wuyu was killed
by one of his own officers after the battle
because he was a bloody nuisance
& stuffed up the battle plan.
Grigor Narekatsi
born 951 was an Armenian monk,
poet,
mystical philosopher
& theologian.
His father Khosrov was Archbishop.
Grigor wrote,
‘on exposing the unseen,
on the disclosure of secrets,
on laying open the cover up.'
Donald Rumsfeld,
champion of 951 Aspartame,
architect of the Iraq War,
the bright light behind blacks sites,
the mediaeval dungeons of our times said,
in an interview with the New York Times,
‘Oh my goodness gracious me,
we can know an awful lot
of what is going on in this world
by punching a mouse on its nose,
‘I'm standing here,
doing something & I think,
‘What in the world am I doing here?
It's a big surprise.'
The Don, once
‘ferocious in pursuing what he wants'
now lives in an adobe house
across from a working dairy farm.
His family has horses,
a donkey,
a mule,
cats,
and Reggie the dog.
Joyce his missus said,
‘Don has the Reaganesque fixation
with clearing brush and chopping wood.'
They ride,
ski,
hike,
fish,
& skate on the dairy farm pond.
The dead
the refugees
& maimed of Iraq
& Afghanistan
& all those held by the agency
& tortured in secrecy
will be wishing the Don
peace & contentment in his retirement.
poem by Lindsay Smith
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