Mukesh Williams Poems

With a hum and a buzz
The train surges,
Picks up speed,
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The effulgence of the night moon
Illumines the latticed shoji,
Confounding the moment.
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(for Derrida)
Give me a gift without equivalence,
Par excellence,
For which I cannot thank you enough,
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(1923-2011)
There is no regret in his passing.
He was a national Adonis for six decades
Who chose his Persephone, his Aphrodite,
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She alliterates with
Memory, music and the magniloquent style,
Growing out of a malmsey drunk moment
Into a photomontage,
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There's always a narrow passage
In a big city that
Leads to a quiet cafe
Unhurried, quiet, half lit,
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When the palm crosses are burnt
And repentance turns to ashes
We draw with our fingers
Signs on the forehead of a man and
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Rise above worldly fame into an ecstatic piety
That both the religious and secular can trust,
Be honest like Raphael and represent
The sensual nobility of a comely virgin
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Unless I am Pinocchio
A lie that hurts others is calumny
And subject to litigation.
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She came from a faraway land
without an ethnos
cascading into breathless petals
as when it happens in spring with flowering trees
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