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Monday, May 15, 2017

THE FAREWELL

                                                      In Memoriam
                                          all the victims of the plague                

   
 
                        The speaker is a gay man dying of AIDS.          


          Now with accelerating force I feel
          the world fall back and reel away from me:  
                  
          Outside my window ceaselessly
          the wind streams by, and every tree
          spends itself terminally in leaves
          that give themselves into the air
          and twist away, fall down the street,
          scud, stumble, scurry out of sight
          under the culverts, into the night.   

          And all night long, beneath my dreams
          the worlds great, rushing rivers drain
          across the continents, down the wide plains,
          into the dark, dissolving sea.  

          All Nature gives itself away
          in perpetual farewell.  

          Now while my body’s failing cells
          detach themselves and drift away,
          you separate yourself from me.
          My hands, that once could keep you near,
          attempt to follow, tentatively,
          and lose themselves in empty air. 
          My eyes still seek your face, no longer there; 
          my ears strain after you, your voice, your feet
          retreating down hospital passageways.  

          My heart is gone;
          my soul has ceased to be my own;
          my thoughts no longer belong to me;
          my peace is broken, my pride pulled down.  

          Great is the power of Nature’s law,
          that every soul and body must obey;
          the writ that runs through every thing,
          the universal flaw;
          that not even Love can stay.                         






Wednesday, April 19, 2017

OEDIPUS AND THE SPHINX


They met again just as before,
since in Hell nothing changes,
and, as before, she taunted him
with his blindness, mixing her lyrical laments
for the tender maternal victim
of your arrogance
with but being a man,
of course you didnt see
He, in his simplicity,
said only, “I was her child, her baby.  
And she tried to kill me.”








Thursday, March 2, 2017

CÁNTICO

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Una sola rosa roja 
         un florero de cristal 

Una sonata para piano 
         agua de manantial 

Un tesorola luz del sol
        en broches y eslabones de oro

Una fuente callada 
        un patio interior 

Una puerta en la muralla 
        una madreselva en flor 

Nubes sobre la montaña 
        el bel canto de un ruiseñor  

Una ráfaga sobre un pozo 
        profundo y oscuro… 
                                 trueno lejano  

Un misterio—y en ausencia       
        un misterio desolador  

Raudal de blancura vacía
        silencio torrencial 

Deslumbrante resplandor 
        catarata de soledad 

Una sombra luminosa 
       una silueta en el umbral  
 
Eres mi huésped de cuerpo y alma  
       una vela en el altar






Monday, January 30, 2017

SONG FOR A ROCK GROUP


I look at you,
You look at me—
You with the eyes of an angel, a demon,
What do you see? 

You take my hand
Is it for real?
All of a sudden I’m falling, I’m flying—
What do you feel?  

I say “Hello,”
You sing the refrain
Of a song that says things that I don’t understand—
What does it mean?  

CHORUS:
I lie awake all night
Thinking of you,
Go around in a daze all day,
Don’t know what to do.
When will I see you again?
Will it be today?
Sometimes you seem to be
So far away.
Sometimes I think I’ll never know
What you mean to say.








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