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"Give me a lever long enough, and a fulcrum strong enough, and single-handed I can move the world." - Archimedes Martin Jensen makes commentaries on real issues, or at least interesting essays. Banality filter is on.

2/25/2002

An old poem

Eating When Hungry,
      Sleeping When Weary


Bought flannel sheets for my bed
Like a woman's skin to my cheek
They are twice what I thought I would pay
But reward my dreams four-fold

And I find myself
Moving from one appropriate moment
      to the next
My purse always clean
My rooms piled high with gifts

9/24/85


Another Old Poem

Taking Monday On

I am paid too much by the hour
The ticking clock slowed and amplified
To thud heavily against any
Small tinkling of idleness

Idolatry – that putting up of
      image as grander than the
      true thing – rears its gargoyle
      clockfaced head
I smash it with a thin book of verse,
The point
      of this pen
A deliberate taza de café
Reinvigorating the tiny God-within-
      my-nearly-ruined-temple
With an hour, a full morning of
      wasteful worship
Flying in the face of the metronomic sabbathday
      of workweek

January 1998

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