Annunciation - For Cesar Vallejo Poem by Warren Falcon

Arriving late to love

the broken tower
mourns its ringing ruin.

Long drought of air
stills the clapper.

But one breath, Trembler,
cracks metal.

Muteness falls away.
Frightened doves scatter.

Annunciation of rafters:

Come.

Remember gaiety,
how to sway.

Who pulls the rope
are many.

Silver coin,
fly up from

empty fountain,

renew into
wishful hand
a saint's
pocket prayer
returning.

Poor in heart, scatter.

Bread, swell upon
leaning monuments.

Flowers
for the dead,

wildly grow
pinching lovers

kissing

over

open

graves.


Black Rooster
searching
scratches
all dawns.