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RHETORICAL VERSE IN SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET FORM 154 SONNETS IN 14 DAYS 'ROUND CHRISTMAS 2003 (COMPOSED 15-28 DEC 2003 / 11 SONNETS PER DAY) BOKE INDEX |
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DAY {14/14} << DAY INDEX // ONE-PAGE |
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A POSTMODERN/RHETORICAL ADVENTURE THROUGH THE GOSPEL OF JOHN IN SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET FORM
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {144 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_144_01} " ' FOR THOSE WHO BOUGHT THE UPGRADE, SABBATHS END, {GOB_144_02} AND SUNDAY'S NOW THE DAY TO GO TO CHURCH ' {GOB_144_03} (subtitle reads -- which surely will offend {GOB_144_04} a lot of folks I don't mean to besmirch), " ...
{GOB_144_06} THE CRUCIFIXION SCENE somehow got lost. {GOB_144_07} SURE, "ev'rybody knows" that dreadful sight -- {GOB_144_08} THOUGH surely not precisely what it cost ...
{GOB_144_10} (IMAGINE even if you knew you'd rise, {GOB_144_11} the hours-long agony is not obscured.) {GOB_144_12} BUT that's well-told before / No need reprise, ...
{GOB_144_14} safekeeping to St John (from whom Boke gloms).
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {145 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_145_01} ON SUNDAY MORNING, MARY MAGDALENE {GOB_145_02} comes early (while still dark) to Jesus' tomb. {GOB_145_03} The sealing-stone's been moved! // SEE MARY RUN {GOB_145_04} to Peter and to John with shouts of gloom: ...
{GOB_145_06} SO JOHN AND PETER RAN ... John got there first -- {GOB_145_07} stooped down / looked in / death linen's all you see. {GOB_145_08} Then Peter comes / steps in // THEN John, unversed ...
{GOB_145_10} Yes, he believes his Christ is now alive. {GOB_145_11} THEN John and Peter leave (John's story goes: {GOB_145_12} all details of all versions never jive.)
{GOB_145_14} he hadn't really caught the Jesus wave.
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {146 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_146_01} CHRIST'S EMPTY TOMB / SCENE 2 / WHERE MARY M. {GOB_146_02} IS CRYING OUTSIDE, when she stoops to look {GOB_146_03} inside to see TWO ANGELS bracket Him {GOB_146_04} (IF HE'D STILL BEEN THERE) / as if they were book- ...
{GOB_146_06} One at the head / one at the feet / of where {GOB_146_07} Christ had lain dead / but now, beyond there roams. {GOB_146_08} // "WHY WEEPEST THOU, dear Mary. Why despair?" //
{GOB_146_10} And then she looks behind her /sees A FACE {GOB_146_11} she does not recognize -- but it's the guy {GOB_146_12} she's looking for / Who'll now THE STRING unlace ...
{GOB_146_14} "Oh Master," (or Rabonni's) what she said.
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {147 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_147_01} TO RECTIFY SOME INSULTS, WE NOW CAST {GOB_147_02} MS HILTON in the Mary Magd'lene role. {GOB_147_03} (Her rad'ant face / Not what was mentioned last.) {GOB_147_04} SEE PARIS/MAGD'LENE'S EYES shine bright with soul!
{GOB_147_06} the others / say I'll soon ascend to be {GOB_147_07} with God My Father -- your God/Pa combined." // {GOB_147_08} SHE GOES AND TELLS / Prepares a jubilee. {...}
{GOB_147_10} and stood amidst the ones He'd chosen WHEN {GOB_147_11} THIS STORY WAS BEGUN / Before His fame {GOB_147_12} for miracles / AND NOW (BEFORE AMEN) ...
{GOB_147_14} and by this evidence, their faith was tuned.
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {148 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_148_01} CHRIST: "Peace be unto you / As God has sent {GOB_148_02} me, now I send you out to spread the word / {GOB_148_03} To gather ' those of truth ' into God's tent." {GOB_148_04} AND THEN HE BREATHED ON THEM / as when the bird / ...
{GOB_148_06} upon Him / now upon them / they were filled. {GOB_148_07} (THEN Jesus said a sentence you must test {GOB_148_08} with your own understanding. Boke's brain's killed.) {...}
{GOB_148_10} "Christ here?! / You're kidding / He would have to stick {GOB_148_11} my fingers in his wounds before I'd know." {GOB_148_12} (His disbelieving butt they'd like to kick.) {...}
{GOB_148_14} Let's Thomas feel. (Have more faith than this guy!) {>>>}
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {149 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_149_01} "REACH HERE THY FINGER, Thomas / See my hands / {GOB_149_02} Now thrust your hand into my spear-pierced side / {GOB_149_03} and be not faithless / Your belief demands {GOB_149_04} way too much proof / Cut loose the STRINGS that hide ...
{GOB_149_06} to your span in this world / if you'll just free {GOB_149_07} yourself from all false comfort bullshit gives / {GOB_149_08} BLESSED are the ones with faith BEFORE they see." //
{GOB_149_10} / "We Don't See Mountains Moving / Faith is hard. {GOB_149_11} / We Don't See Mountains Moving / (Just this rhyme.) {GOB_149_12} / We Don't See Mountains Moving / in your yard.
{GOB_149_14} / It's time to let your skinny faith get fat!
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {150 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_150_01} BEFORE THE EPILOGUE / A GOSPEL PAUSE {GOB_150_02} FOR THIS COMMERCIAL: / "UPGRADE SOFTWARE NOW! {GOB_150_03} Be sure to send a note to Santa Claus. {GOB_150_04} (If you're too old for Santa, ask Sweet Cow!)
{GOB_150_06} the poop-head patterns of the world drop out {GOB_150_07} of your equations for complexity. {GOB_150_08} Your faith will elevate, and damp your doubt.
{GOB_150_10} Use it for 30 days ... and then just TRY {GOB_150_11} to extricate the new code!" [Can you feel {GOB_150_12} Sweet Cow about to swat Boke 'till he'll cry?] //
{GOB_150_14} (But not to upgrade software's a mistake!)
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {151 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_151_01} THE EPILOGUE BEGINS / ONBOARD A BOAT / {GOB_151_02} THE SEA OF GALILEE / APOSTLES FISH: {GOB_151_03} No fish all night / a waste to be afloat. {GOB_151_04} THE MORNING COMES / A VOICE that they might wish ...
{GOB_151_06} They answer, "No." / And no, don't recognize {GOB_151_07} that it is Jesus (who's not in the nude {GOB_151_08} like Peter) // "Shift your nets for a surprise."
{GOB_151_10} from left side of the fish boat to the right. {GOB_151_11} But so they did -- from zero, now they get {GOB_151_12} more fish than they can draw in. // John's eyesight ...
{GOB_151_14} then dived to race the boat in to be blessed.
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {152 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_152_01} THE SWAT-BOKE CAFE WINDOW SAYS: "WE'RE CLOSED {GOB_152_02} 'till Next Year / Happy Holidays to You!" // {GOB_152_03} THE BOOTH where all Boke's sonnets are composed {GOB_152_04} is being renovated / red to blue.
{GOB_152_06} on Martian time -- and have her tail massaged / {GOB_152_07} unkink the knots from "Bad Boke" gospel cheek / {GOB_152_08} And from her nose, all girls and monks dislodged.
{GOB_152_10} should God and Satan wander in again. {GOB_152_11} The knight that Satan took -- that had Boke's face -- {GOB_152_12} is somehow repositioned. God will win ...
{GOB_152_14} If not, of course, the world will go to hell.
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {153 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_153_01} ONE HUNDRED FIFTY THREE FISH was the catch {GOB_153_02} (says John, who helped pull in the fish that day) {GOB_153_03} when Jesus told them just to unattach {GOB_153_04} themselves from reason / move the net / just play ...
{GOB_153_06} And so it was that Christ prepared a meal {GOB_153_07} for them (out of that hundred fifty three). {GOB_153_08} Not one asked "Who are you?" or "What's the deal?
{GOB_153_10} along with Jesus' flow / enjoy the fruits {GOB_153_11} of faith and inspiration / Tallyho! {GOB_153_12} (A word completely wrong -- but somehow suits ...
{GOB_153_14} More tasteful than kids snuffling Christmas snot!)
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GOSPEL OF BOKE {154 of 154} -- by BOKE (duh!)
{GOB_154_01} THEN GOD LOOKED DOWN ON BOKE, and smiled, and said: {GOB_154_02} "NICE TOUCH -- that's not at all what most expect {GOB_154_03} from gospelwrights. / But seeing where they led, {GOB_154_04} I think your sonnets pleasantly connect ...
{GOB_154_06} the human fabric when I proudly plugged {GOB_154_07} the Jesus pattern in, verse buckaroo -- {GOB_154_08} I told to ride this plain, and who just shrugged ...
{GOB_154_10} by nothing but the arbitrary choice {GOB_154_11} of maybe God, or Cow, by John inspired, {GOB_154_12} or maybe just the yearnings of your voice." //
{GOB_154_14} this gospel up... AND YOU KNOW who got bapped! {smile}
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