Wednesday, December 26, 2007

into and between



Liminal, i.e., neither here nor there. For instance: the kitchen table where I did my homework from five years old until college. And the drawings I made of you at it. The cup for watercolor I brought back from Dole. Nothing belongs to the whole, I'm shared between continents. Certainly a stretching; sometimes hard to bear.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

calm, bright



So many things I would like to show you. All the places I would like to be with you. And waiting for the weight to work itself out of knots, out of the body. I know all the difficult things only mean that it is ending (and so you can begin again).

It is always right to send love out into the world.

--

Thursday, December 20, 2007

in 612







...thinking of 0115.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

RAIN TAXI

RAIN TAXI

In RAIN TAXI this month.

Saturday, December 8, 2007

orphic


...
would you know then if it was to be
prose or that other thing?

(Marvin Bell, "Orphic," here.)

Monday, December 3, 2007





Saturday, December 1, 2007

saturday morning


EL VIENTO EN LA ISLA

El viento es un caballo:
óyelo cómo corre
por el mar, por el cielo.

Quiere llevarme: escucha
cómo recorre el mundo
para llevarme lejos.

Escóndeme en tus brazos
por esta noche sola,
mientras la lluvia rompe
contra el mar y la tierra
su boca innumerable.

Escucha cómo el viento
me llama galopando
para llevarme lejos.

Con tu frente en mi frente,
con tu boca en mi boca,
atados nuestros cuerpos
al amor que nos quema,
deja que el viento pase
sin que pueda llevarme.

Deja que el viento corra
coronado de espuma,
que me llame y me busque
galopando en la sombra,
mientras yo, sumergido
bajo tus grandes ojos,
por esta noche sola
descansaré, amor mío.

(Pablo Neruda)