St. Peter’s Cemetery
Ringed all around is stony silence.
The pallid flowers of death shiver
On the graves, which grieve in the dark—
Although their grief contains no grief.
Translation
Resurgam in the Delta Pavonis System
Most inventions are inspired by things in nature. Think of the wheel. Or the computer. The computer is not unlike the human brain, complex and frail, a bearer of bad tidings
One Day
Everything comes back to haunt us
one day the boy you beat
up a long time ago
stands before you in the street car
My Body Is Mine
In that dark, the light
strike startled my mirror.
I saw nudity—by accident—
& did not understand myself
without fabric.
from Deretter
After a veil of rain,
butterflies rise from
the ground. She runs with my
blow n kiss, but its
moi sture in the
air drifts a
part.
Ghazal 5: of the Dead Boy
Every afternoon in Granada,
every afternoon, a boy dies.
Every afternoon, the water sits down
to speak with his friends.