poisoned seclusion: why haven’t you returned to me?
forgetting your embrace (never)
unlearning your love (never).
how can it be
that after 340 days
I can think of nothing but you?
imprisoned memory: tendrils of cloud -
pale silks everlane, maroon leather couch
trees are weeping leaves on blanche
crepuscule, moon is round —
angular light, drapeless window
slender fingers through mine (sunday)
zurbaran & francis, mulberry & vétheuil!
kisses by the pond at the norton simon,
whirlpools of desire, the air is smeared
with sweet exhalations of eucalyptus
lemon-scented gum, lilacs, jasmine & joy!
under the copse, over the pond
under the sky, over the world: love.
my love: the rose of zurbaran for you.
pergolas, porcelain, poems, madrigals
dark woods, twilight: selene.
blue streaks of paint, gold sunsets of longing
like a splash you’ve gone from this world.
moon staring at midnight water.
moon shed your fruits!
eyes shed your tears!
o sorrow, o saudade.
endless stroll: improbable sleep –
joyless days like the rings of saturn,
a butterfly lands on starshine.
skyless roads – .
languorous stretch in a vacant space:
what does an empty soul feel like?
translate a sob into a lifetime then
feel the cracked earth.
stains of loneliness: tremors of a mirage.
amongst sand dunes I miss the sea &
holding a conch to my ear
I slake my thirst with
the salt of my tears: longing for you.