Wednesday, February 03, 2016

Sea (Sic)



(Readers: Please read the stanzas in any order you like.)


Ramon Fernandez, tell me, if you know,
the order of my words.


                                This body, wholly
holy, sings as best it can, lisping the mantra
“sole.”


                              Alone. Why did the
singing stop, and why? 


                         No, I never broke
an honest sweat, did I think the ocean
would forget?


                       In the horizon’s glance
I see a wave rise, rise, rise and die,
out of nowhere again, but why?


From In Paran.




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