Antim Sanska (Final Rite)
Take off the veil that shadows the moon of your face.
Don’t hold anything back.
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Poem to You; Last Wave
after the last wave this morning
I was laughing on the sand.
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Thoughts of Tu Fu and the End of the Line
Here in the city
The onshore winds have begun to blow with Winter's frigidity.
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In Honor of Li Po: Remember Years Ago
There were tequilas all around.
A twenty year old girl from Santa Ana
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What Matters, Vivi?
You sing that Neruda poem
As the ancients
Of Machu Picchu
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As the Lifeguards Bury a Seal at Sunset Beach
When I breathed in your ear, a child sprung forth.
When I smiled at your errors, another one awoke.
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While Watching the Bum from My Balcony above the Sea
If I were to believe in a heaven, it would look like this:
Wet walls of water created by swirling storms
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Sleep is for the Weak
I promised not to drink the wine;
I would be good and sober,
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Wake up early.
Think of past failures.
Look down then up.
Sunshine somewhere.
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Antim Sanska (Final Rite)
Antim Sanska (Final Rite)
Take off the veil that shadows the moon of your face.
Don’t hold anything back.
It’s too late for that.
The scent from your delicate neck
Spirals like smoke from a funerary fire
Burning at the edge of this wracked sea.
The blooms of desire
In the flower of your kiss
Are cool and muscular
On this full moon at the edge of apocalypse.