I hide myself – within my flower,
That fading from your Vase -
You – unsuspecting – feel for me -
Almost – a loneliness -
I hide myself within my flower
That wearing on your breast -
You – unsuspecting, wear me too - ...
The soul’s Rialto hath its merchandise;
I barter curl for curl upon that mart,
And from my poet’s forehead to my heart
Receive this lock which outweighs argosies,
As purply black, as erst to Pindar’s eyes
The dim purpureal tresses gloomed athwart
The nine white Muse-brows. For this counterpart,…
To You, alone, Most High, do they belong.
No mortal lips are worthy to pronounce Your name.
Be praised, my Lord, through all Your creatures,
especially through my lord Brother Sun,
Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
Look in the atlas and you’ll find it there: ...
I flipped them
so many high-heeled shoes
under my bed
it looked like a January
the cheap hotel rooms,
the drunken fights,
the phones ringing,
the walls banging ...
There lived, I know not when, never perhaps –
But the fact is he lived – an unknown king
Whose kingdom was the strange Kingdom of Gaps.
He was lord of what is twixt thing and thing,
Of interbeings, of that part of us
That lies between our waking and ...