Poem for Today
He was right. And he will always be right.
What does he mean by sending me a joke in real time?
What I want to know is, how did he know? How did he know
years ago,
contrary gender,
conversant German,
how did he know so well my heart my life myself and what it would be?
And what does [...]
Archive for February, 2009
This is what happens when
Posted in probably morbid poetry on February 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Medicine
Posted in lots of thinking on February 23, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I want to make myself feel better. I want to forget. I want to lose myself in someone else’s story because I don’t know how this one goes.
Rainer Maria Rilke:
He had followed the call of space.
He sang and he listened–your cycle swept
unbrokenly through him.
His image: accept.
~~~
For this is Destiny: being opposite,
and nothing else, and [...]
Rainer on me
Posted in lots of thinking on February 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Read this and tell me how he gets it so right:
DIVINE DISGRACE – Rainer Maria Rilke
Too unfaithful mouth, my blunt will
shall never speak through you again;
I tried you out, but your breath scrambles
my dictation with all the hazards of the heart.
If there is tenderness, it will be yours alone:
sugary aftertaste, colored saliva,
seducing everything a little, [...]
Loves Books and Boys
Posted in probably morbid poetry on February 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Poem for the Boy I Like:
I want to read you like a book.
Want to keep every word
Holyforever.
Want turn every page you give
And read.
I want to run my hands down your spine and up again to your most precious margin, the source of all words,
the spaces in between,
the chapters you reveal.
Want to read every word.
I want [...]
