Alexandre Nodopaka Poems

Watching God
descend
the heavenly staircase
towards them
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Gazing at a modernistic painting.
reminds me of a Pentecostal sob story.
It prompts me to write
about a tear jerker chef d'oeuvre
...

My flesh tastes of the dew
and morning sun.
My ear delights in the cackle
of the mallard ducks.
...

standing at the taqueria
you ordered two burritos to go
and moved to the salsa bar
...

Hello Dawn

I played with your breasts
They were sunflower blossoms
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In the deepest dark
of a black night
a small jangle wakes you.
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Please! One step at a time!
First, Truth is to be swept off first step,
since it is the foundation of all lies.
Then Art is to be swept from second step
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When you just learned
how to make a real good Mojito

you experience bliss
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Thanks thanks thanks for stopping by
& inflating me for a few seconds.

Yes yes to all you say & thanks for
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standing at the taqueria
you ordered two burritos to go
and moved to the salsa bar
...