Before Fall Comes
Before fall comes and ousts the regime of heat,
The leaves drop to the earth in protest, their fibrous
Veins intercepting the morse code of sunlight;
It’s time for a change.
Be Still
Be still my dear.
Stop running away from me.
I merely wish to return the flower
That you dropped last fall.
Dream Big
Dream Big
Dream big. Dream beyond the constraint of shapes,
the rocking, swaying rollicking concreteness of form.
Dream the distance between today and someday,
dream more fiercely than here, than now, than what is;
Feel the rays of “what if” bounce out to space
In long wavelengths of what will be.
See that what is seen is not seen but interpreted,
Then learn the language of audacity.
Dream big. Dream with a maniacal audacity like
the sensorial, salacious and sane saccade,
the electrochemical, staccato tap-dance of vision.
Fetch the far-fetched. For it is the steady hand
That maintains, and the trembling mind that creates.
Love Eternal
Love eternal cannot be had;
All things grasped will be unclasped
Like hands that lose their early might.
Hush, Hush, O Heart / Quieto, Quieto, O Corazón
Quieto, quieto, o corazón.
No despiertes el mundo con tus sermoneos y desvaríos;
La Luna que anhelas te puede oír
Aun cuando guardas silencio,
The Lover
Snow piled on the ground whilst I slept,
Pure white specks of water cascading
From the darkest corners of the sky,
And unbeknownst to me my heart kept
With the blind hunger of a reptilian tongue,
Snatching at air and not knowing why.
The First Snow
The First Snow
They told me the first snow is the purest,
its pristine whiteness but a precursor of slush and muck;
They told me the first snow brings with it
A fierce flurry of joy that dissolves in a puddle of discomfort;
They told me the first snow is the snow
That satiates the senses, and sends sunshine scurrying to other climes.
I did not listen. I merely watched water fall
While steam rose from my mouth to meet it.
The landscape, transformed by a cold shower of color,
Appeared every instant content, every instant eager for change.
My cheeks and eyes alike glowed with the indifference of an indigent flame,
And my body gave up its warmth so as to retain its bliss.
11/20/07