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wSaturday, May 28, 2005


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew. For information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com Most of my movie reviews written during the period of my Hep C chemotherapy appear at: http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/stewreviews.html Thank you Third Page
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On our three week trip through American west our first stop was Las Vegas. Judy and I spent one night there -- and that was quite enough.

Vegas is
kitsch on acid
Disneyland for grownups
is spectacular mediocrity
on previous unknown scale of imagination
devoted to creating
so much schlock.
--
The devil came to Vegas
expecting his coronation
as king of evil
but he was considered
boring and old hat
he now walks its unhappy streets
with an open beer can
in the unpleasant company
of an angry and disillusioned
Bugsy Siegal.

--
Never ask for whom the Bush tolls
he tolls for Las Vegas.

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We then moved on to the magnificent beauty of
America's National Parks. Starting with Zion in Utah, then Bryce and Arches.
--

Between tall walls
of billion year rock
the Virgin River roars
"get out of my way."
Proclaiming
every path ends in a miracle
cause
every path
is fucking miraculous
and the rock faces
carved a million year ago
yet none look bored.

Utah Zion
built
next to Nevada Gomorra
so sinners could creep
across its border.
--
Like geysers of Yellow Stone
corral sand dunes of Utah
found in travel guides to Mars.
--
Not to get lost
in the monumental particulars
of mindboggling geologic creation
we climbed a dangerous precipice
to the top of beauty.
---
Facing
the wind and the rains
giant rock
morphing into statues of stone
faces, pillars and palaces
of wildest dreams.

They say a million monkeys typing
can't write Hamlet
but energetic erosion
is surpassing Picasso.
--

Queen Vic
stone solid in Bryce Canyon
regal on her thrown
gazing on hot sun that never sets
yet
as her imperial pride grows
her existence erodes
eventually disappearing into dust.
--
Birdman
Frogman
frozen in stone
for misbehaving
we threw rocks over the edge
and the curse was lifted.
--

Outlaws
making pilgrimage
must climb the trail
to Butch Cassidy's Arch
once in their lifetime
honoring their best days
of living free
in a little hole in the wall.
--

Colorado River
calmly flowing
into places once occupied by pain.

---

Ruins in stone
of unalterable unknowable modalities
in a space beyond time.
---
Amidst ancient rocks
and
assertive white water wildness

playing in centered mindedness
happily
our pants were getting wet.

and the river running
once again
through our thirsty soul.

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Overwhelmed
by petrified Egyptians, Castles. Beast Creatures, Aztec Gods
and being cured of Hepatitis C
we don't have much to say
except far out
and
thanks for all the fish.

--
When Coyote lifts his curse
a tiger will enter
and
Republican will disappear.
---
Rain, wind and running water
building bridges
from no where to no place
nature playing
at evolution for the hell of it.

---
Grand Canyon
filled with
boundless emptiness

not being attached to pain
is its lesson.

Bryce Canyon
filled with infinite imagination
not being attached to mediocrity
is its lesson.
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Leaving Sedona's rocky red magic
trying to visit
thousand year old
ancient indigenous community
of rock and mortar
surviving in connected apartments
like Machu Picchu
climbing uphill
but we came too late
discovering
this ancient community
was now
a gated ancient community.

We came back the next day.

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Returning to the mountain in the desert
that burned for weeks
just after our last visit
the damage was extensive but not catastrophic

village at the top was being rebuilt
sadly looking like a fresh new rustic suburb.

the great pie place
was spared
but almost turned to ruin
by a friend's bad mood.


posted by stew at 10:32 AM


wFriday, May 27, 2005


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew. For information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com Most of my movie reviews written during the period of my Hep C chemotherapy appear at: http://www.emptymirrorbooks.com/thirdpage/stewreviews.html Thank you Third Page
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Hot Day In The Desert

Sonoran desert
filled with giant two story high
never the same shape cacti
with tender bird feeding flowers
and
brilliant red rocks of endless contour
and size
seeming on the brink of blazing fire
all sculpted by wind and water.


A black helicopter
sci fi tracking devices
all oozing evil
breaking harsh beauty
while hunting down Mexican workers
looking for cellar American jobs.

The newspapers reported
a 115 degree heat wave
and announcing
17 "illegals" perished that day
in the Senoran desert

but modestly stated
the desert was so big
many corpses would go uncounted.

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Day In The Life --We are still celebrating my Hep C cure. It's amazing to beat the odds when your life is on the line.
While traveling through Utah and Arizona. I took note poems of what Judy and I witnessed. I'll write them up for tomorrow's blog. Also Dom wants me to see and review the new Star Wars film. Maybe I'll get to that by Sunday.

We saw Eleanor Roosevelt: First Lady Of The World. A nice film about how Mrs. Roosevelt struck on her own after FDR's death while also trying to cope with private family problems. There is some good stuff on the founding of the UN and her efforts to work for compromise with different and ooposing ideologies, all in the cause of peace and human rights.


posted by stew at 10:04 AM


wThursday, May 26, 2005


I'm back after a fantastic journey through southern Utah and Arizona, with very good news. I passed my Hep C blood test! Six months after the conclusion of chemotherapy I have no locatable virus in my blood. That means I'm cured. When i went into the chemo I was told I had only a 30% chance of coming out ahead. I guess I beat the odds. More on this on Friday when I return to my normal bloging. Thanks for your support.--Stew


posted by stew at 11:22 AM