Liberatore Suffoletta Poems

If all raindrops are sweet, where do the rivers buy the salt for the ocean?
Leaves, clouds, thoughts move,
by same agreements.
Why does everything become still
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Sonnet 145

The thing of it is, you see
this brightly colored deceit
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Kama Sutra, simple kiss
straight kiss, first kiss
bent kiss, movie kiss
stolen kiss, spicy kiss
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God, once had a mustache, double breasted jacket
Wollen turtleneck and held me on skis in Abruzzi

God, once was a second grade teacher, signorina Puccessi, teaching
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Moon, moon
waxing and yellow.

The girl with the pretty face
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The angel of dreams has won again,
Climbing Jacob’s allegorical ladder
With insistent gestures, heavy steps
Wrapped in caricatures and cigars
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Modern Love LXXX

Desire awoke with desire in mind.
A body rife with unexpected aches,
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This snowy cold December morning
the pen
is full of almond branches, leaves
and black gnarled twigs covered
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enamored moon rides a saddle of tears
wearing a belt of silver pistols
on a black star drenched stallion
tender sun wears four bodices of dawn
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There are seventy balconies in that hotel
Seventy balconies and not a single flower…
All those inhabitants, what’s the matter?
Do they all hate perfume? Do they hate color?
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