Thursday, May 26, 2022


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 Sun

And swiftly pass what pulses outrun.    

Friday, May 20, 2022

Light's Kiss


" the revel of ideas and risk---in this sin of language and lips"

Thursday, May 19, 2022


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.

Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Belle Époque

"La vraie civilization...n'est pas dans le gaz, ni dans la vapeur, ni dans les tables tournantes. Elle est dans la diminution des traces du pêché originel"


Thursday, May 12, 2022

Tuesday, May 03, 2022

Devant Gardener


"Wir müssen wieder vom Baum der Erkenntnis essen, um in den Stand der Unschuld zurückzufallen."