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English: The original daguerrotype of Honoré d...

Original daguerrotype of Honoré de Balzac

I have been so often in this room
the weary ghosts
of all home-bound outlaws
arrange themselves:
around the disappearing traces,
my imaginary footprints weave

Beside me in my dreams,
it is you I see; staring
from the corner top where
helpless as before you stand,
and my head creaks:
until the turning is complete with flesh

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Package Deal

English: Pleiades Star Cluster

I can’t talk to you, anymore.
The message wouldn’t get
Through, despite my denials,
My faulty memory for what’s new:
There is something
To be learned from such liars.

I think it’s in the music, how
You tie your shoes; the
Way the stars reach down
To burn, or greet you:
When no one else is around, who
Could vouch for your hidden truth.

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Soldiers, Again

song

I tried to write. I heard the music:
A host of weapons, and
Your uselessness got in the way.

I practice good defense instead.
Ready at the slightest
Whisper: to commit the innumerable

Decisions you promised
to forget
Before the comfort of the enemy -

The quick surrender,
In the name of torture:
Made a habit of revenge

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For My Mother, Jean Annie Baker

mother

 

Delight, you holding my hand, along
that old dirt road at three and a half

Sweet joy together, mischief
astride nothingness; each dance

A step, a waltz, the ballet
where no horizon lingers, as

We have not stopped, trailing
the gift of books and music we’re

Lured into song, piano spirits aplay
you urging my voice be strong

My father’s violin accompaniment,
brought back to each phrase, your beauty

The lines, the notes, the entirety:
again I repeat, again I reply

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Voyage

Hesiod and the Muse

I thought of aspirants;
and how you move, and I forget:
why I could not keep you here.

Boy-pirates raise the flag, they
first trampled on:
nothing is remembered.

Singing through the corridor,
voices once unwinding:
hands praise us to be quick.

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My Other Life

Scenery drained from my eyes with every movement. Fast
or slow, meticulous or messy.
It was then that I became aware of the sickness of my
other life.
In brilliant sunshine, the navel-gazing narcissistic cynicism
coughed up all its secrets.

I could be like the rest. Hibernating for seasons not
spent under the influence of drugs or jail. There was
no reason –
unless I gave meaning. I had long assumed that game surrendered.

Still, I breathed oblivious to the rat-race, packrat mentality -
the sterile Byzantines, the necrophiliac Philistines: and the
allergic intellectuals masquerading as poets, prosodists, even pedophiles.

I was desperate in the desire to be ordinary.

It would be a laughing matter next century.

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Collision

Starry Night von/from van Gogh

The lamp by your window
tells me:
I must be up to watch the dawn
schemes are formed,
men go wrong

The great engines
of the mind lie rusting
against the night:
slanted slightly, empires
disarrayed into song

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