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Poetry Friday

We Have Lost Even

We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world.

I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.

Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin between my hands.

I [...]

February 9th, 2007 | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , | Category: Word Play | Comments are closed

Poetry Friday

My Downfall

My downfall: those pink articulate lips Divinely flavoured portals to a mouth Where soul dissolves … eyes darting Beneath black brows, snares for the heart, And the milk-white breasts, well shaped, The twin rosebuds, fair beyond other flowers.

To itemize thus — is this to cast dogs a bone? The poet’s pen — [...]

February 2nd, 2007 | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , | Category: Word Play | Comments are closed

Poetry Friday

Leaning into the Afternoons

Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens     and flames, its arms turning like a drowning man’s.

I send out red signals across your absent eyes that move like the sea near a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, [...]

January 5th, 2007 | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Category: Word Play | Comments are closed
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