hate blows a bubble of despair into |
hate blows a bubble of despair intohugeness world system universe and bang-fear buries a tomorrow under woeand up comes yesterday most green and youngpleasure and pain are merely surfaces(one itself s...
Posted by Nicolas on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 09:15:00 PST |
Ode To Tomatoes |
The streetfilled with tomatoes,midday,summer,light ishalvedlikeatomato,its juicerunsthrough the streets.In December,unabated,the tomatoinvadesthe kitchen,it enters at lunchtime,takesits easeon counter...
Posted by Nicolas on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 11:25:00 PST |
Les Fenêtres |
Du rouge au vert tout le jaune se meurtQuand chantent les aras dans les forêts natalesAbatis de pihisIl y a un poème à faire sur l'oiseau qui n'a qu'une aileNous l'enverron en message téléphoniqueTrua...
Posted by Nicolas on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 05:23:00 PST |
Sex Without Love |
How do they do it, the ones who make lovewithout love? Beautiful as dancers,gliding over each other like ice-skatersover the ice, fingers hookedinside each other's bodies, facesred as steak, wine, wet...
Posted by Nicolas on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 11:52:00 PST |
A Woman Waits for Me |
A WOMAN waits for meshe contains all, nothing is lacking, Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of the right man werelacking. Sex contains all, Bodies, Souls, meanings, proofs...
Posted by Nicolas on Fri, 30 May 2008 03:53:00 PST |
Hope |
Do you believe, in what you seedo you believe in realitydo you believe in the sun that's brightdo you believe in the stars in the nightDo you believe in the birds that flydo you believe in clouds and ...
Posted by Nicolas on Fri, 30 May 2008 06:48:00 PST |
Happiness |
A man and a woman lie on a white bed.It is morning. I thinkSoon they will waken.On the bedside table is a vaseof lilies; sunlightpools in their throats.I watch him turn to heras though to speak her na...
Posted by Nicolas on Thu, 29 May 2008 12:21:00 PST |
Love |
Love Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topazor the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,in secret, between the shadow a...
Posted by Nicolas on Wed, 28 May 2008 03:34:00 PST |
Land of the Free |
Land of the Free home of the brave Land of disease land of the slave Freedom of religion Freedom of speech Freedom of press and freedom to breach Freedom to steal freedom to take Freedom to carry guns...
Posted by Nicolas on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 01:15:00 PST |
