Alexandre Nodopaka Poems

I started this writing
on the back of pale blue envelope
whose hue reminded me of a dusk sky
that lingers right now over the horizon.
...

Spurned, dejected, rejected,
a collar I loop.
A noose I become primed for hanging.
...

I Con.
template
my
...

I wonder if anyone
has read it before me
the way I have.
...

An after dinner with
Mademoiselle von de Slivka is
to have for dessert a bowl of cherries
followed by a strip down duel.
...

Grunting over the side garden strip,
weeding the hell out of it,
clad in a Japanese kimono I labor.
...

A rusty nail rests in the gutter.
I feel sorry to see it decay.
Life is impermanent and
I'm heartbroken to have to learn
...

Single-mindedly the ants march
in a solo line.
Each other's perfect replicas
they follow the scent to their own end.
...

The city flows on either side
of an ample body of water
not broad enough not to see
from one shore to the other.
...

I am greatly interested
in Christian and Muslim
fundamentalist perspectives.
Particularly the latter of late.
...