Ward Kelley AboutThePoems: I must admit I'm enamored with the montage created between a poem based on an historical personage and the bio at the bottom of the poem. The Israeli Ezine, Ariga, has termed my efforts 'bio poems.' In "Wedded in Belief," I take interest in the passing of the gods. "Betrayed by the Very Soul" concerns a rebirth. And, "Sexuality of the Dead," examines different types of communication. As for me, I'm a 49 year old business executive with 3,600 people in the division reporting to me. I only mention this because in a sense the daimon that propels my occupation also propels my poetry. For instance, Gertrude Stein once said, "If Mr. Robert Frost is at all good as a poet, it is because he is a farmer -- really in his mind a farmer, I mean." Am I a businessman who writes poetry, or a very minor poet successful at business? Who knows? But my daimon propelled me into such a good financial position that I could now quit my business dealings and comfortably write poetry the rest of my life . . . yet I am afraid to quit for fear my daimon will leave me, or my greed will taunt me for decades. Formerly I managed distribution centers in Pennsylvania, Ohio, California, Arizona and Illinois. My wife and I now live outside of Indianapolis and are currently toiling with much determination on our second crop of children, having adopted four wonderful girls and fostered several others. Fairly new to publishing my efforts -- this most challenging of all endeavors -- I have still been fortunate to enjoy some initial successes, and have published 608 pieces since late '96. Please see the attached list of credits. Current successes are: being nominated for the 1999 Pushcart; completing an interview with Israeli poet Elisha Porat (1996 winner of the Prime Minister Prize for Literature) which was accepted by ACM, Another Chicago Magazine; being accepted by Rattle, Sunstone, Spillway, Porcupine Literary Magazine; the Ezines Pif, 2River View, Artvilla, Oblique and Offcourse; and by print magazines Potpourri and Skylark. Lastly, I was selected as the Featured Poet by the Ezines: Seeker, England's Poetry Life & Times, and Canada's Pyrowords. Ward708@aol.com http://www.publishers-editor.com/kelley/ Wedded in Belief by Ward Kelley This worship of one god -- the sun -- has ruined me. I fear my ruin in my ceremony, I fear my ruin in my dining . . . I see it in the flesh of my wife, and I feel it in the explosions of my concubines: centered within all my pleasures, within all, is my ruin, a daimon at the core of me who turns and turns and pushes for the one religion of the one god, pushes, pushes, even when it knows it brings me to my ruin. Most of all I see it in the faces of my priests, a baleful eye as they go through the motions of worship of myself and my god, and I fear they smile for the daimon, smile as if they saw my ruin long, long ago, long before I myself became aware of it. So there it is. My ruin. My push. I see my only device is to learn how to abandon the daimon. For the truth: the one god and myself are wedded in the belief that even us immortals know we must one day pass from the days of this earth . . . only the daimon remains. Artist's note: Akhenaton (circa 1350 BCE), was also called Amenhotep IV. A pharaoh of Egypt, and husband of Nefertiti -- whose great beauty is chronicled through celebrated busts of the period -- Akhenaton was the first known historical person to establish a cult of monotheism. Seven or eight centuries prior to the Hebrew prophets, Akhenaton began the religion of Aton, the sun god. Moving his capital from Thebes to Akhetaton, he fought the powerful priests of the old polytheistic state religion. After Akhenaton's death, his son-in-law Tutankhamen returned the capital to Thebes and restored the old religion. Betrayed by the Very Soul by Ward Kelley Pounce, pounce, it will pounce and it will fall, it will sidle and it will stall yet all the while slide from side to sunny side, slipping here to there, out the back, then up the wall, across the yard and through the fence, down the alley, down the gutter, up the sluice, then rolling, rolling into the pathways of your heart, artery here, vein throb there, pump, pump, breathe in, breathe out, pump, pump, then flop the substance of it all from the dumptruck that at last became your heart, dumped into the coal bin of your very soul, and that was what the pounce was all about, you know, the pounce, the little pounce, it's how you slipped back inside the breathing, never intending . . . perhaps wanting, but never saying so, perhaps considering, but never taking a step, an actual step, then betrayed, or fulfilled, but mostly betrayed, by your very soul who always thinks it knows much more than you. Sexuality of the Dead by Ward Kelley "Our sexuality," the dead ones wish to enter a topic that I usually avoid at all costs, "is terribly difficult to convey to those of you entrapped in the breathing with all your malfunctioning fleshy addendum." I shoo then away -- wispy, giant mosquitoes -- but they always flit right back in. "Now listen, listen, you need the sex to catch a hint of our own mortality, but as communication from breathing one to breathing one it really is a faulty device." Who can argue? "But over on this side of the soul, oozing around without bodies, the sex is purely one of communication, dead one to dead one, and one does it all the time, time, all the time . . . until one yearns too much for imperfect flesh: so time must then become more solid for one thus afflicted, so much they find all the time to be born back." Credit list: NOVELS Two novels, "Divine Murder" and "Keenly Alive, Tony," are represented by The Sternig & Byrne Literary Agency POETRY COLLECTIONS "comedy incarnate," forthcoming on cd rom by Kedco Studios (Las Vegas, NV) "histories of souls" forthcoming as an ebook by Word Wrangler Publishing, Inc. Of the 608 published pieces, some have found their way into: PRINT MAGAZINES ACM, Another Chicago Magazine The GSU Review Limestone The Listening Eye The Lucid Stone Mad Poets Review The Old Red Kimono Porcupine Literary Magazine Potpourri Rattle River King Skylark Spillway Sulphur River Review Sunstone INTERNET Ariga Artvilla Big Bridge Lynx: poetry from Bath Oblique Offcourse Pif Poetry Magazine.Com Pulse Pyrowords Renaissance The Rose & Thorn San Francisco Salvo 2River View Unlikely Stories |