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PANDEMIC NOIR ON THE
DESOLATE HIGHWAY TO NOWHERE by Dr. Mel Waldman Pandemic Noir on the desolate
highway to nowhere & inside Bill’s otherworldly outdoor café newly relocated & floating beneath the El train where
the
Q & B roar ferociously toward a black hole in Bizarro Country I watch the fantastic
flow of phantasmagoria nearby but why am I far away drifting/vanishing in the
postern of my mind? Can’t find my brain on the
desolate highway to nowhere where I am trapped in Pandemic Noir in this ineffable hour & now I see a chimerical parade of
luminaries rushing slowly on the eerie highway making casual eye contact
winking & smiling sardonically & vanishing after
cameo appearances Whom do I see? Is it
really you, Federico Fellini & Thornton Wilder Kurt Vonnegut
Rod Serling & Albert Camus? Is it truly you Dante Milton William Blake Dali
& Picasso? Is it so? I don’t
know What I
see
can
it be? I watch the fantastic
flow of phantoms passing through Is it really you
Carl Jung &
Sigmund Freud? Is it
true?
Is it really you?
PANDEMIC NOIR INSIDE AN
OTHERWORLDLY OCEANIC DREAM by Dr. Mel Waldman Pandemic Noir inside an otherworldly
oceanic dream possesses me & drowns
my brain in the bestial reign of trauma & crossing the Bridge of Bizarro Country I see familiar
ghosts on the other side of Un-Reality sitting at a round table & a disembodied voice bellows, “Why?” In this fable Thornton
Wilder, the host of this diverse gathering, reads a line from
The Bridge of San Luis Rey. Albert
Camus nods,
mutters esoteric words about The Plague to a stranger & shrieks,
“Goodbye.” Hermann Hesse utters,
Siddhartha, Steppenwolf, & Demian, reflecting, “Where is the divine?” Harry Houdini confesses,
“I never came back. This is my sin.” Phantoms vanish Others appear as I
cross the fantastic bridge that grows unendingly & now Franz Kafka recites an enigmatic line from The Trial about Josef K & cries out for
Dostoevsky while the other side rushes far away Shall I ever be free everlastingly crossing the eerie Bridge of Bizarro Country? On the other side I see Sigmund
Freud & his patient the Wolf Man & Carl Jung &
Hermann Hesse & bless Viktor Frankl who utters, Man’s
Search for Meaning. Will I
find some peace of mind? Nearby the beat poets
Gregory Corso, Jack Kerouac, & Lawrence Ferlinghetti recite iconoclastic poetry. & Richard Pryor,
George Carlin, & Redd Foxx crack sparkling biting jokes that make the City
Lights poets guffaw & ask for more. & William S. Burroughs, Carlos Castaneda, &
Albert Einstein wave to me as I sempiternally cross the Bridge of Chance or
Destiny. Shall I
ever reach the other side? Shall I awaken reborn or die on the Bridge of Bizarro Country each night
again & again? Listen to the uncanny word that echoes throughout the universe like the sacred mantra OM. Far away
on the other side of Un-Reality Thornton Wilder & Franz Kafka shriek Why? drilling a hole in the soul of humanity & the sacred word pirouettes everlastingly across the Bridge of Chance or Destiny in an amaranthine ballet
MY BROOKLYN VIEW OF A STARRY NIGHT DURING LOCKDOWN by Dr. Mel Waldman . On a starry night in Brooklyn during lockdown
1st year of Covid’s Un-Reality I come home after work in
the Healing Room a tomb
of loss & love & gaze at the stars through a long rectangular window
in my Serenity Room facing an antediluvian tree
my Tree of Angels like Betty Smith’s Tree
of Heaven & I see how beautiful the universe is how
magnificent & vast & forgiving & after death overflowing with love & rebirth
here on Earth & in Heaven
STARRY NIGHT IN OGUNQUIT THE BEAUTIFUL PLACE BY THE SEA by Dr. Mel Waldman Starry Night in Ogunquit the beautiful place by the sea & bathed in serenity I gaze at the stars standing midway on the Marginal Way the otherworldly cliff walk glorious in its gorgeous galloping beauty & grandeur above the bestial rocks & overlooking
the omnipotent sea & bathed in serenity I gaze at the stars & talk to the magical universe while listening to the whirling waves
crushing the rocks & crashing into inner space smashing un-reality & waiting for the
tempest to arrive Fully Alive & prescient like the preternatural ocean
below I know the storm
is coming but bathed in serenity I gaze at the stars & see transcendentally The Tempest will come & go & the universe will flow deathlessly after the vanishing
after death
VAN GOGH’S VIEW OF THE STARRY NIGHT THROUGH THE IRON-BARRED WINDOW IN THE ASYLUM by Dr. Mel Waldman . Van Gogh sits in his Lilliputian room of madness unblessed in the Saint-Paul-de-Mausole asylum in
Saint Rémy celestial monastery of yesterday & through the iron-barred window facing east he gazes at the stars sketching The Starry
Night & other beauties again & again transforming the beast within & transcending mortal suffering If only we could
tell him who he really is his only sin not seeing his beautiful divinity & so Van Gogh gazes at the stars & shall paint The Starry Night
in the studio below with the cypress tree & Venus to its right embracing death oblivious of the post-mortem destiny that waits everlastingly for him
AWAKENING by Dr. Mel Waldman Dead City waking up in the unreal hour & the shattered ghost of a ghost of a breath-filled non-being hides out in the Grand Canyon on Montague
Street & listens to phantom voices & dreams of a lost lacerated time recalls the vanishing rhyme of the pariah when the Beat poets adorned the city
with pretty/ugly iconoclastic words a panoramic canopy of
unholy truths
galloping across the forgotten pages of the past never to be revealed to
moribund
eyes & after a deep meditation on the metaphysics
of art & the metamorphosis of the soul the phantom tastes a blood-red wine of divinity inhaling & ravishing the scent
of madness before He saunters off to the Promenade Sitting there the broken ghost waits for
Brooklyn’s dying lights & after midnight
his gold eyes gazing curiously
drill through the pitch-black darkness & rediscover
harrowing/heavenly visions
bursting forth with ferocious un-reality
coruscating gems
glowing in the invisible universe
on the verge of a chilling unveiling a beautiful madness
raw & uncanny filled with unholy truths & unfathomable revelations
spiraling into
inner space & crashing into a metaphysical mirror
a cornucopia of paradoxes a phantasmagoria of
faceless faces gazing ominously
screaming voicelessly
& in the stillness of
nowhere
giving birth to a
monstrous Awakening
SWIRLING IN THE CHAOS THAT SWALLOWS THE UNIVERSE & ENCIRCLES AN OLD VISIONARY MAN by Dr. Mel Waldman Swirling in the chaos that swallows the universe & encircles
an old visionary man the mystic prays silently to the Source & sitting in the bestial Shadows of Existence he sees/hears a terrible
Presence & cannot fathom this engulfing power a phantasmagoria
that captures enslaves &
possesses him in waves of whirling
un-reality carrying him away to an unspeakable place beyond human evil where the Cosmic Banker/Accountant reviews the oceanic black book a never-ending flow chart of all Cosmic Debts/Credits waiting for new admissions to arrive after an untimely death or an unfathomable sleep that swallows the soul & reveals
the Mysterium tremendum
THE MOIRA by Dr. Mel Waldman The Moira watches/follows for She is destiny/fate the One that has spun the threads of our vanishing days & so we
rush far away & now gazing at/consuming the old human trudging through the snow hunched over in a harrowing moment
invisible in the storm & still unseen when crepuscular creatures rise at dawn possessing
only the scent of the forgotten the Lady engulfs/swallows the fallen Time eats the antediluvian being with no race,
class, religion, gender, identity or attributes except Old Age a mortal in metamorphosis running out of time & space a moribund
vision in Moira’s eyes inside life’s cage Now it is this one in the snow Yet tomorrow it
is you the old devoured one forgotten/ invisible with nowhere else to go always you
I EXIST INSIDE AN INVISIBLE POEM EVERLASTING & EVERFLOWING by Dr. Mel Waldman I exist
inside an invisible poem everlasting & everflowing & every word I write vanishes from my magical page of creation drifting perhaps into celestial light
or soul-eating darkness Shall I merge with the 10 spheres of
divinity the sacred Sefirot on the mystical Tree of
Life or plummet into darkness/oblivion & the Jungian Shadow that
swallows the dying soul? I exist inside an invisible poem everlasting & everflowing possessed by otherworldly light or a monstrous blackness or the magical alchemy of light/lightlessness transforming & transcending good & evil blessing the terrible
darkness & creating sparks of divinity from the Shadows & now I AM Compelled to choose who
I AM
Dr. Mel Waldman
is a psychologist, poet, and writer whose stories have appeared in numerous magazines including
HARDBOILED DETECTIVE, ESPIONAGE, THE SAINT, PULP METAL MAGAZINE, and AUDIENCE.
His poems have been widely published in magazines and books including A NEW
ULSTER, CLOCKWISE CAT, CRAB FAT LITERARY MAGAZINE, ESKIMO PIE, INDIANA VOICE
JOURNAL, LIQUID IMAGINATION, THE BROOKLYN LITERARY REVIEW, BRICKPLIGHT, SKIVE MAGAZINE,
ODDBALL MAGAZINE, PABLO LENNIS, POETRY PACIFIC, POETICA, RED FEZ, SQUAWK BACK, SWEET ANNIE
& SWEET PEA REVIEW, THE JEWISH LITERARY JOURNAL, THE JEWISH PRESS, THE JERUSALEM POST,
HOTMETAL PRESS, MAD SWIRL, HAGGARD & HALLOO, ASCENT ASPIRATIONS, YELLOW MAMA, THE BITCHIN’
KITSCH, SOUL-LIT, TWO DROPS OF INK, and NAMASTE FIJI: THE INTERNATIONAL ANTHOLOGY
OF POETRY. A past winner of the literary GRADIVA AWARD in Psychoanalysis, he
was nominated for a PUSHCART PRIZE in literature and is the author of 11 books.
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