Solstice 2007
I. Nature reacts to Us
TV sz Dead Sea elevation down
300 feet over next century:
Sinkholes 30 foot wide
open without warning.
Breathless, a dispassionate observer observes:
--Here’s a new one, absolutely new, on a line of sinkholes, you can see the line, you can see the bell shape, you can see, not so wide, not so wide, yea, quite new, not older than two weeks.
Big underground spaces . . .
suddenly and without warning . . .
the surface does not hold.
Last year a woman was killed.
In this geography of cataclysm it is
not unnatural that natural history
would give birth to fear
of a vengeful god
II. The Story of Lot
This is pretty much where
HE WHO HAS NO NAME
laid it on Sodom.
But the fire came not
from the heavens,
but from below,
from Babette Draw.
There’s all that gas there, all
it takes is a spark. The flames are
not the natural orange of natural fire.
III. Lot’s Revenge
200 centimeters (depth, not cubic) of water
pumped into ponds for salt
All fresh water pumped out for salt
(no one could drink it anyway).
There is a new theory:
“Nature” reacts to “Us.”
IV. Ancient Civilization, Revisited
Petra, ancestral home of the Nebatines. While
they were allies of the Romans
they flourished a bit, power
extending along the Red Sea to Yemen.
For then. While their
City remained a marketplace
until the commerce got
diminished by an Eastern trade-route
from Myoshormus to Coptos on the Nile.
Under Pax Romana they lost
their warlike nomadic habits
became sober, acquisitive, orderly
wholly intent on trade and agriculture
and did OK for a while. Made it
for that while as the bulwark separating
The Romans from the wild desert
and its wild inhabitants.
Might have done it longer except Trajan reduced the City, broke up Nebatine nationality
made the territory a short-lived
Roman province they called Arabia Petraea.
In 300 CE the Nebatines stopped
writing Aramaic & switched
to Greek & in 400 CE
converted to Christianity.
Arabs pressed the Nebatine’s sense
of place & turned them
into peasants. The City lay hidden
to The West until discovered
in 1812 by a guy named Burckhardt.
V. Passages
Try to imagine Nebatine civilization, ca. O CE.
Narrow winding passages prefigure
cinematic bazaars in the Tangier or Casablanca.
Heat absorbed in chasmed shadow,
current-carved stone cooling
the angry desert sun, heat further
moderated by prevalent breezes wafting
off the not quite dead yet sea. Breezes that
waft through shaded columnar passages
conditioning air as a mechanist
could only hope to dream. A plausible
place anyone with hope might
think of for a way of life.
VI. The TV sz, again,
Without that awesome landscape of
the Dead Sea and the religions it inspired
history would not be the same.
VII. Medicinal Purposes
A cure lives in a dead sea
salt and mud marketed at least
as therapy for Psoriasis
and its heartbreak.
A certain number of feet
below sea level (and water), sunlight
neither burns nor corrupts, but
gawd almighty (not his real name) heals.
VIII.
The TV sz, to repeat . . .
In this geography of cataclysm it is
not unnatural that natural history
would give birth to fear
of a vengeful god.
And what the TV, and the analysts, and the Christians
and all their related desert religionists
don’t quite yet have a handle on
in thought and deed is
an imagination
of a merciful god
making them more acute observers
of the way things are than they let on,
Oh Well.
IX. Analysts Predict
The war in the Middle Zone
after this one ends
will be about water, not oil.
X. You Can See
The Dead Sea vanishing. Udi sz
--Y’hope everyone might be able to live without the urge to destroy it. Oh, my God, y’can see this wood is part of a coffin, Oh, my God, cigarette packets from last night . . .
Tomb robbers trade human bones . . . for what? TV does not make
that WHAT particularly clear . . . Someone else sz
“Their arid country was their best safeguard, for the bottle-shaped cisterns for rain-water which they excavated in the rocky or clay rich soil were carefully concealed from invaders.”
Solstice (both of them actually in) 2007, San Francisco
TV sz Dead Sea elevation down
300 feet over next century:
Sinkholes 30 foot wide
open without warning.
Breathless, a dispassionate observer observes:
--Here’s a new one, absolutely new, on a line of sinkholes, you can see the line, you can see the bell shape, you can see, not so wide, not so wide, yea, quite new, not older than two weeks.
Big underground spaces . . .
suddenly and without warning . . .
the surface does not hold.
Last year a woman was killed.
In this geography of cataclysm it is
not unnatural that natural history
would give birth to fear
of a vengeful god
II. The Story of Lot
This is pretty much where
HE WHO HAS NO NAME
laid it on Sodom.
But the fire came not
from the heavens,
but from below,
from Babette Draw.
There’s all that gas there, all
it takes is a spark. The flames are
not the natural orange of natural fire.
III. Lot’s Revenge
200 centimeters (depth, not cubic) of water
pumped into ponds for salt
All fresh water pumped out for salt
(no one could drink it anyway).
There is a new theory:
“Nature” reacts to “Us.”
IV. Ancient Civilization, Revisited
Petra, ancestral home of the Nebatines. While
they were allies of the Romans
they flourished a bit, power
extending along the Red Sea to Yemen.
For then. While their
City remained a marketplace
until the commerce got
diminished by an Eastern trade-route
from Myoshormus to Coptos on the Nile.
Under Pax Romana they lost
their warlike nomadic habits
became sober, acquisitive, orderly
wholly intent on trade and agriculture
and did OK for a while. Made it
for that while as the bulwark separating
The Romans from the wild desert
and its wild inhabitants.
Might have done it longer except Trajan reduced the City, broke up Nebatine nationality
made the territory a short-lived
Roman province they called Arabia Petraea.
In 300 CE the Nebatines stopped
writing Aramaic & switched
to Greek & in 400 CE
converted to Christianity.
Arabs pressed the Nebatine’s sense
of place & turned them
into peasants. The City lay hidden
to The West until discovered
in 1812 by a guy named Burckhardt.
V. Passages
Try to imagine Nebatine civilization, ca. O CE.
Narrow winding passages prefigure
cinematic bazaars in the Tangier or Casablanca.
Heat absorbed in chasmed shadow,
current-carved stone cooling
the angry desert sun, heat further
moderated by prevalent breezes wafting
off the not quite dead yet sea. Breezes that
waft through shaded columnar passages
conditioning air as a mechanist
could only hope to dream. A plausible
place anyone with hope might
think of for a way of life.
VI. The TV sz, again,
Without that awesome landscape of
the Dead Sea and the religions it inspired
history would not be the same.
VII. Medicinal Purposes
A cure lives in a dead sea
salt and mud marketed at least
as therapy for Psoriasis
and its heartbreak.
A certain number of feet
below sea level (and water), sunlight
neither burns nor corrupts, but
gawd almighty (not his real name) heals.
VIII.
The TV sz, to repeat . . .
In this geography of cataclysm it is
not unnatural that natural history
would give birth to fear
of a vengeful god.
And what the TV, and the analysts, and the Christians
and all their related desert religionists
don’t quite yet have a handle on
in thought and deed is
an imagination
of a merciful god
making them more acute observers
of the way things are than they let on,
Oh Well.
IX. Analysts Predict
The war in the Middle Zone
after this one ends
will be about water, not oil.
X. You Can See
The Dead Sea vanishing. Udi sz
--Y’hope everyone might be able to live without the urge to destroy it. Oh, my God, y’can see this wood is part of a coffin, Oh, my God, cigarette packets from last night . . .
Tomb robbers trade human bones . . . for what? TV does not make
that WHAT particularly clear . . . Someone else sz
“Their arid country was their best safeguard, for the bottle-shaped cisterns for rain-water which they excavated in the rocky or clay rich soil were carefully concealed from invaders.”
Solstice (both of them actually in) 2007, San Francisco
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