Warren Falcon Poems

For Karthik

'Sleepy Bee, ' she called to him. 'Go, my Sleepy Bee, to the garden go and be sure to smell the jasmine there, touch gently the spices in trembling rows, fetch then some of them, chilies of many colors and I will prepare for you a dish as you wish. When the teacher makes you sleepy by noon reach then your fingers to your face, smell the spices there, remember the touch of smooth skinned chilies whispering of lingering liaisons to come, and you will brighten my Sleepy Bee.'
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of bells
anatomy there
is much to
say
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**'the Grottoes' - a sacred site with rushing underground springs flowing up from rock caverns into equally rushing streams in Oaxaca, Mexico


...return in storm, mudslide, road
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tell me now
glass-handled knives
I'm not clear where we started
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your letters arrive fat
swollen with human form

they fly out from my palms
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Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end. - Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable

Here is one more system of philosophy. If the reader is tempted to smile, I can assure him that I smile with him...I am merely trying to express for the reader the principles to which he appeals when he smiles. - Georges Santayana
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for Nima

I am much taken by one long
thumbnail a bright star on dark
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In darkness sealed as was Jonas
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To myself without whom not
On the occasion of my birthday

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Now that day has come

I reach for the image
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