from

GHOST TANTRAS

by

Michael McClure


 

This selection of Ghost Tantras was made by Michael McClure.


1

GOOOOOOR! GOOOOOOOOOO!
GOOOOOOOOOR!
GRAHHH! GRAHH! GRAHH!
Grah gooooor! Ghahh! Graaarr! Greeeeer! Grayowhr!
Greeeeee
GRAHHRR! RAHHR! GRAGHHRR! RAHR!
RAHRIRAHHR! GRAHHHR! GAHHR! HRAHR!
BE NOT SUGAR BUT BE LOVE
looking for sugar!
GAHHHHHHHH!
ROWRR!
GROOOOOOOOOOH!

 

 

7

GHHHROOOOOO GAHROOOOOOO EEEKA CAR,
cargroooooooo longkarr GRAHHH!
Cowmrooooooose blooooo mewie-weeeep.
VOOOOOOOOOOOO?
Shgrarrr? Yagabb krahr yellow vipt
mwooo? Swooooooooooooo lub byeeee bwack meee!
MAKE LOVE SOUNDS.
HERE SMELL.
Grahh pallid! Gr-aaah love nowhr
bwooooooooo krahh noooo-boooooose!
Saba-groooooh stahr zaboth mwoooo
kakra graaaah grahh grrrrrrrr
mweeeeeeeee melt.

 

 

8

Awaken grahhh nameless brahh beauty brahhh sense:
SENZOR BRAHH-GRAHH GROOOOOWEE!
Hn-ruh! Rahhr. Gragma huhrr vreeeemagtarb.
OH!
Ohhhh ooooic more superb than Anita Ekberg.
YOU!
Proud cones of Grecian breasts
and thighs and belly. Smile in the darkness.
Groooooooooooooooh ! Goooooooor
mowkarg-lang voooooo mahh tah.
Rose and lily lovely cheek mate;
GROOOOOOOOOOOO
OOOOOOOOOOIE
Gooooooooor. HRAHH!

 

 

20

OOOOH. HOHH! OOH. HRAHH ME GO TORR
back bye ne bee. Hrr. Gruh grahh neegoww
hrahh bweeze mahtote bweee hrahhr,
hrahhrr,
so sad and different love I weep here for you noh
I cool m'brahh me where you noh city is a treasure
or a woman spryahh whann thoo sa ieee
slaff dim. NOH! FORBIDDEN FALSEHOOD!
SAD UNTRUTH!
TRULY I DO NOT CRY NOR FEEL -
but so far inside is a whirlwind I ride.
OH!
OH!
OH!
WHY AM I HERE?
LEEOOOOO ME WEEP - TRULY ...
No mantra, no tantra, no poetry ...
NOH TEEERZ.

                              (Mex City - eve)

 

 

39

MARILYN MONROE, TODAY THOU HAST PASSED
THE DARK BARRIER
diving in a swirl of golden hair.
I hope you have entered a sacred paradise for full
wan-n bodies, full lips, full hips, and laughing eyes!
AHH GHROOOR. ROOOHR. NOH THAT OHH!
OOOH ...
Farewell perfect mammal.
Fare thee well from thy silken couch and dark day!
AHH GRHHROOOR! AHH ROOOOH. GARR
nah ooth eeze farewell. Moor droon fahra rahoor
rahoor, rahoor. Thee ahh-oh oh thahrr
noh grooh rahhr.

                                        (August 6, 1962)  

 

49

SILENCE THE EYES! BECALM THE SENSES!
Drive drooor from the frcsh repugnance, thou whole,
thou feeling creature. Live not for others but affect thyself
from thy enhanced interior - believing what thou carry.
Thy trillionic multitude of grahh, vhooshes, and silences.
Oh you are heavier and dimmer than you know
and more solid and full of pleasure.
Grahhr! Grahhhr! Ghrahhhrrr! Ghrahhr. Grahhrrr.
Grahhr-grahhhhrr! Grahhr. Gahrahhrr Ghrahhhrrrr.
Gharrrrr. Ghrahhr! Ghrarrrrr. Ghanrrr. Ghrahhhrr.
Ghrahhrr. Ghrahr. Grahhr. Grahharrr. Grahhrr.
Grahhhhr. Grahhhr. Gahar. Ghmhhr. Grahhr. Grahhr.
Ghrahhr. Grahhhr. Grahhr. Gratharrr! Grahhr.
Ghrahrr. Ghraaaaaaahrr. Grhar. Ghhrarrr! Grahhrr.
Ghrahrr. Gharr! Ghrahhhhr. Grahhrr. Ghraherrr.

 

 

50

Gahr thy rooh gaharr eeem thah noolt eeeze
be me aiee grahorr im lowvell thee thy lips and hair
are stunning field byorr ayohh mah ahn teerz.
Ghroo ahn the green-blahk trees
are tall and brooding in the dark gray-pink
wet mist of night. All is flashes of silver
upon damp black by scroolt in theer.
THEE,
THEE,
THEE
mahk flooors pore reeer, thah noose eem rakd.
GAHARRRRR GAYRR RRAH MEEN LOOVEEE.
And all physicality is poesy
to demanding flesh.
____________________________

Ring tailed cat.
Close Arcturus.
Heavenly visions of gentle rats with pink noses.

 

 

51

I LOVE TO THINK OF THE RED PURPLE ROSE
IN THE DARKNESS COOLED BY THE NIGHT.
We are served by machines making satins
of sounds.
Each blot of sound is a bud or a stahr.
Body eats bouquets of the ear's vista.
Gahhhrrr boody eers noze eyes deem thou.
NOH. NAH-OHH
hrooor. VOOOR-NAH! GAHROOOOO ME.
Nah droooooh seerch. NAH THEE!
The machines are too dull when we
are lion-poems that move & breathe.
WHAN WE GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOR
hann dree myketoth sharoo sreee thah noh deeeeeemed ez.
Whan eecethoooze hrohh.

 

 

52

WHAHN WE NROH HEEER AHN THEE
thah thow me. Deep stoch roohr im furnooze meat
ahn grahooor een seclanze viola sreee shareeeee.
AH THEE LOVE TOW THOU
oor roon dreep hor note ah me myorr.
Plahn. Plahn. Thooreeee dooorthone.
Pluhn. Plunh. Thooreeeeeeee nrosh tooo
oor tow. Thri thrash hah! Mceebresh mebreth hyaii.
Ooothoon droobresh metheeee. Here
down deep-over and above
thy heart's ache!
Plahn. Plahn drooooo. Dowr mrethreeeee.
Where the unspoken voice speaks before the teerze dreep.
Thy message my be.

 

 

                              (written during Schubert's Amadeus Quartet)  

 

53

THIS IS MY BODY'S WORK. MY MIND IS HE
noor thahln ahh deem err. Droor moveth. . . Aeiiiiiii
naieee ayeii hrahh voh dann wheeesh tonn thoor moobesh
hoh well drann srii weshtoth moshyboth toureee -
drann thy touress. Rohh hyeee gahRAHHRR
sweesly. Wheeyoh ohn ell brezeth porbresh droon.
Broon ah labronteth por esh el moobwath-HAH.
GAHRAH POOOR ER ES TOOH AYY THOWNEY.
Mah taharoooneii wellstove. Selahh toh nah thoney
wheeer es meesheeress tyeeeth moh eratony -
WHAHH DROOHN THE LAKE
reflecting beauties
of multitudinous holy sweetlings
tumt harungggggggggggggggggggg

                                        (Amadeus Quartet)  

 

54

The motion of cool air shudders my shoulders with pleasure.
The smoke from nostrils makes flame-shaped wings.
The air is soft.
AYE.
The air is soft and smooth.
Aye! Aye!
ROOHGRAHOOOOOOOOOOR-
DEEEEEP-AYE-GRAH
rahagraooor. Grahh. Garrr grahoor hrahhrr
miketoobrometh-por-eshkry. Rahoooor gahhr. Narl
opal, nahr sorottbreth. Drooon-dep kamoh pohr ell
and deeper deeper to the feeling being
to the risen-acting dream cave
walking & talking.
HERE, AYE, HERE.
AYE. AYE.
Up-deep. Aye! Thou I thou thoooh.

 

 

55

OHGREEOSH NAHTOOHR GRAHNDU THOHMM
byoor krohnee nakgreebresh - bwohh thahlltoom.
Behind I leave thee in my soaring.
Roooshoobwooeth gruhn kooolnakturnie.
August. Summer. Air.
Rooh ordaineth hrukk grooshameth dahhn
oohr eecze nak-tree-ohbreshk. Leaf flocks
in clusters gathering
for their flight.
Sheep, rabbits, sharks - awake or dreazning.
The seasons are plushy banners of Maya
waving about me where I stand.
And I ah oohh I am solid velvet.
VALVOOH DROOOOH HYAH.
OHGREEEOSH NAHTOOHR GRAHNDU THOHMM.

 

 

58

THE DARK BLUE SNAKE FLARES UP FROM THE
LOINS
and lashes itself upon the mukti'd air
writhing the clouds of unspoken speeches
and making fragrance of hemlock & copal.
I see the lovers seated in groups upon the hillside;
they converse
in heroic whispers ahv ghroar ahnd torreze
reading their fates upon the scrom whose bare arms
unroll them for the dimmed
but bare and staring eye. - In the garden
we are beyond such nonsense and we smile.
OOOH HAH TATHONEY
MEEEEREBB NOH OOHGRIER.
Grooohrr manes uncurl from our checks
and we know it. Thah Oh.

 

 

67

((PALE PEARL PINK ON THE WALLS
AND OUR DAYDREAMS
projected outward in solid reality.
We hear, we touch, we breathe. Partitions rustle
and we do not care among the creakings and thumps
nah gayothorrs for we are incarnate joys.
ROGTRAYOMF! ROGTRAYOMF!
Each nostril is a booming perfection.
The blackened skulls and rusty bolts
are only a background
for
meat
warmth
that passes to something more.
__________________

I like your eyes Liberty!
__________________

Steam drips the windows in front of utter darkness
that's so deep it's cool and sweet. Forget it.
Take more wings love.))

 

 

68

((ROGREEOSH, FOR I HAVE DREAMED
of thee forever. Reeehosh it is
AN INSTANT!
Forget, forget, for the Universe is in a state
of triumph. We have arisen with it!
We climb with twining figures
to multitudinous heavens that are all here
where we're singing. It does not matter,
it does not matter, joyous glorious garhoosh
grayhayarhoooosh nargr-owm thayolesh
tathor myobeth where we throw
the spot light of our souls . . .
Thy eyed feet and thy scented ribbon's passage
among the bloomings!))

 

 

69

((OOOOGREEEOSH-DRATHOR BUTTERFLY
BEATS AND PANTS DRATHOOOOR ABOUT
THE GROWING RING OF PANSIES
where the earth is dry garhroon nahh dree-
opeth barhoooth nohdresh beethorr noh
I oh thah meeerdown emrah gahrsoon.
Oooomreeeoh ahn drahgnooze. Theeeow!
Water seeps within the earth
between the roots.
The bee faints with bliss of overwork
and curls her leg.
Snail hunger fills the air with rasping teeth
thrown out from the cave beneath the leaf.
Ooor ahm geahzthow fon kalein.
Wah lahg dooohr ohgreeeazsh shtahr.))

 

 

90

NOH RAYOR DOH RAHTREESH. I drew thee up
- cleaning the nerve tube - I practised
imaging for an instant that I controlled the Power
and felt movement from the 4th
to the 6th flower. I felt thee in full greyness
and saw the fluttezings of figures & color.
The carth beneath was a monument
on which I spz-awled in monumentality.
All was a vast lucidity of rarhrhooleerr
DRAHHSH KRAYRARR
NROOOZSH-THREEORT KRAHRR GAHR
GRAHH GAHARR N'ROHH HROHHR GRAHHR
AND ALL NOTES OF THE TOYFUL ABSOLUTE.

                               sept. 19
                               In deep labor
                               thou memorensorium !
                               Each return a joyful surprise
                               without fail!

 

 

93

RAYGRAHAOHRR GRAHH THEESSH NEEORR
OH THOU OH MY OHBLEMISH
NAGRAHNTORR EKKGEOSH SWEETNESS
IM BLEEEMTHEORRT NAK THOWNY
bliss bleese gahrten shayohmok thahntoor
ogreosh-tarr grayhaorr kapituleem noherhorrtosh
gahrr grahh eem shayoreth drooogen thow
thy holy eternal nectar honey crystallized and congealed
in touch-scent o'er rolling roohrr nak grahh
rahhr graghnrr drayneeowthecn graghoooor
RAHHR GRAHHHHHHHR BLEEEELZE.
ROH!
Thy everest peeping - ahhh sweeeeze!

 

 

96

GRAHH GHARRR GAHROOOH GARR NOOOOO
GAHARRR GRAH GARRRRR NOOOOO SOOOOOM
GAHHR HRAH GRAYGHARR-GREEEE GARR
HRAHHRR GREEEHARRR NARGARROOOOO
GRRHH
thowert narr gahrooooh reeeheeer-grh gahntreeeheeerg
grahh garhoorm gah-gragahhr hrahhhrttharr noon-grah!
Nye theeooort greee yah harhh grah hrah hroggith! Raharrr!
Reeezooom thowtow; grahh gahhrtheeort gahhr tathoom
n'yeeer gahr grahaayoor gah hagrooor raharr grahh!
NYORT-GRAYHAOW! GAH RAHARR
I RENOUNCE THEE THOWW LOVINGLY SWEEZE
MEER!

 

 

98

GRAHH HARR GAHHR HRAHH GOOOOOORHH!
GARHH GAHHHRRRR! GAHROOOOH, AYE!
GAHHR GAHRHOOO-RHEER GRAHAHH! OH
thah neert gahhr grahgmn grhh drt gahr gmyhayoar
nyarr grooh hrahh grahrgmn grooor HAHHR!
GRAHIEE THOW VAROOM SENTIENT GAHRGRR
JOINER OF TIME, SPACE & GAHREEEOH
GAHHR-HOOOM NEORR GAHRRGRAGM HRAHRR.
AY HI MEOH GARGM GRAHHRR GAHOOOOO
THEEER GRAHDOON HROHH NYORR!
Gahr ghnnayorhrrr. Grayhoww no ooobleosh.
GAHHHHHR!
SEEEZMEOH-SHORNETT
GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! GAHRRR!

 

 

99

IN TRANQUILITY THY GRAHRR AYOHH
ROOHOOERING
GRAHAYAOR GAHARRR GRAHHR GAHHR
THEOWSH NARR GAHROOOOOOOOH GAHRR
GRAH GAHRRR! GRAYHEEOARR GRAHRGM
THAHRR NEEOWSH DYE YEOR GAHRR
grah grooom gahhr nowrt thowtooom obleeomosh.
AHH THEEAHH! GAHR GRAH NAYEEROOOO
GAHROOOOOM GRHH GARAHHRR OH THY
NOOOSHEORRTOMESH GREEEEGRAHARRR
OH THOU HERE, HERE, HERE IN MY FLESH
RAISING THE CURTAIN
HAIEAYORR-REEEEHORRRR
in tranquility.

                              LOVE
                              thy
                              !oh my oohblesh!

 


Copyright © 1967 by Michael McClure.

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