Thursday, December 01, 2022

Cercamoan

When the sweet air turns bitter

dogs bark in Occitan

and cats purr in Plattdeutsch.

Birds sing sotto voce.

My lungs, like plucked lyres,

rustle like threads thru dead leaves.


Mother has a hole in her abdomen

the size of a pugilist's fist with

the face of Jupiter's hurricane.


When the sweet air turns bitter

I sing about dogs and cats

with lost tongues as the hurricane's

bloodshot eye burns dead leaves.


Thursday, October 20, 2022

Dose Oubli

Roused automata,

host on dresser top,

daily Matin's hushed Mass

hums discreetly from

Arisarum vulgare


Numbing Liturgy,

my tiny hand unsure

as ears brim with

Angels' chorus


I approach the Auto da fé,

a petit mort that grows

with every step away

from host's home.


Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Angel , Duchess of the Sidewalks

 

"..for we are all children of one breast, teasing each other, squabbling, but still unable to separate."

Wednesday, July 27, 2022

Translation

The turn from text to context opens a path away from being. Discount deeds, being will always already have been breath's deed.

An account anterior to thought's alterity. Exegetical horizons, distant clearings, illumine dusk in bruised blue. Light grows faint as soft words spoken open locked doors. All is at hand, naked as starless night. Print's black impression blankets heaths. Breath folds and unfolds the terms. Form tucks tongues in reverie. Rest relinquishes any wish to signify. 

Dream anoints spirit. The distance from everything is equal. It is an alchemy where pale leaves become gold coins as they touch ground. 


   

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

Pristine Drifts Narrow Slits to Nothing

Pale banks fillet

pristine drifts,

carved lacunae

of light's scalpel.

Powdered faces,

ashen drawn Sun, 

narrow eye slits 

to nothing.


Tuesday, June 14, 2022

Son Arises

 

"Aquesta viva fuente, que deseo/ En este pan de vida yo la veo.."


Thursday, June 02, 2022

Viola

 

"...les jeunes grâces des arcs jaillir en des inclinaisons féminines de tiges"

Thursday, May 26, 2022

Protest

Our protest arranges an assignation with death.

In open space, the agora, we can't catch our breath.

So much to and fro, loss and gain, our craft heaves

On the cusp of sinking, swallowed by soaked leaves.


Eyes shine forged beams above high heather.

Hand in hand, like burrs fixed, we're one feather

Which buoys up to embrace bright Suns

And swiftly pass what pulse outruns.    

Thursday, May 19, 2022

Zone

Stars cling to her eyes.

Sun's warmth, like love's breath,

upon my neck...

So many zones apart, 

temporal dilation 

makes beds of eyes

and skin.

Burn cares away 

in thick groves where

Parliaments take flight. 


The day flags.

Art sits bitter 

in dusk's lap.



Thursday, May 12, 2022

Wednesday, April 27, 2022

Liar's Gospel

I choose to lie because

I wish to void

the imperfection of being.

Flawless vistas compel 

inexorable subterfuge.


It is a perpetual battle

against becoming vestigial.

Every lie a jewel,

multifaceted,  

capturing riches. 

Thursday, April 07, 2022

Aswim

In tones of night and honey

I'm sap flowing over clocks' hands

which tempers time sweet and sticky.

With firm strokes I swim 

beauty's sea cresting... 

Her eyes glint

deep below 

like shark's teeth

mocks moonglow.




Wednesday, March 09, 2022

Morphic Slumber

...bound in the cestus of beauty, streaming out blithely into the beauty embracing repose...demonically absorbing everything, gathering all into its Saturnian poise...

 

Tuesday, February 08, 2022

Thursday, January 27, 2022

Kantian Imp

If Kant has a Nocturnal Emission 

must he inform the Constable?

An imperative commission,

because antinomies annul autonomy.


Faust's dog was no Poodle


But a black Dachshund 

Immanuel walks punctually

across the King's mount daily

as motley Owls soar aloft.


Tuesday, January 18, 2022

Air

Like pollen in the air

she tickles my nose hair

and wherever I may lay

she lays.

Sunday, January 16, 2022

Heaven's Majesty

The constellate crown 

blooms brilliant to sight

a crystalline bow

of radiant smile

above Hunter's shield.

Her stellar tiara

waxes finely swift 

in starstruck eyes.




 

Saturday, January 08, 2022

Winter's Cusp

Plumes of silver flit

with crisp gusts 'cross

blue scrolls above


Light hews, gold with grey,

as bonny birds trill 

sullen on stark limbs.

Sunday, January 02, 2022

Mocking Muses

When words play cruel coquettes

and you're drawn to stubs

like puddle soaked cigarettes

the glacial hush snubs.     


Where is the tinder

for sonorous bonfires?

Pegasus' canter

sears what inspires.


It stills the inner ear

with apathy's drone

and the dumbshow vents clear

the muted chill of bone.