“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Tuesday, January 21, 2020
Muerto de la Noche
A solitary soul stirs
this night around
its geared dial.
Icy on the rocks,
all that matters
bends the steel air
sparks subdue any singes
While other carbon bodies
lie in their nests
heaving gentle breaths
through resting rib cages
my feathers fall out
and the kitten chases them
under the couch.
Watching the speed of time
and loaded with momentum,
and anticipation
for the light that breaks
anything it touches,
it dawned over me,
(after all) an awareness
that all feathers fall
at the same speed coin wishes
sink
under the weight of water-
sometimes out of sight.
The brown widow and I weave
simultaneous gossamer threads
from what we have left
of the night that never
imposes its intimate knowledge
without our consent
and an entwined desire
to witness this place
we seem to not belong
but are required to prey in
for survival.
The kitten purrs in a ball,
the humans snore, fetal in their beds,
while I draw out long lines
the nocturnal pace
themselves
into the unforgivable light.
Artwork by Vilhelm Hammershøi (1864-1916), 'Figure reading at a table at night', medium-chalk, c. 1891 in Public Domain.
Friday, November 22, 2019
Assets minus liabilities
It causes a sharp pain
in my chest
to witness
the kitten perched
on the edge of the
couch
watching television-
while the people
are occupied
with other screens
It pangs my stomach
thinking about
the income of
a Poet
who wastes not
a scent or moment
to dwell
upon
the wealth of
interruptions
like pangs
spine shriveling-
the Book won't come
Out
I shout, Inside
voices affirm
the lame excuse-
Not saying
the churning sense
of burning
ears or pants,
Love has been simmering
on the back of the stove
while I wove a couple of loose ends
and made a sweater
without a head-hole,
Thus
confirming my ineptitude
and such
as feeling the need
to Escape
the bleeding clutches
of Loved ones closest
to touch,
the spot
which widens where
no treasure is ever safe
keeping.
The kitten purrs
from this place
smiling
finally
noticing me
watching him
stretch
and grow.
Artwork: By John William Godward, 'Idleness', c. 1900 in [Public domain].
'cat purring' from Wikipedia:
"Although true purring is exclusive to felids and viverrids, other animals such as raccoons produce purr-like vocalization. Animals that produce purr-like sounds include mongoose, bears, badgers, foxes, hyaenas, rabbits, squirrels, guinea pigs, tapirs, ring-tailed lemurs, and gorillas while eating. Animals purr for a variety of reasons including to express happiness, or fear and as a defense mechanism. It has also been shown that cats purr to manage pain and soothe themselves. Purring is a soft buzzing sound, similar to a rolled 'r' with a fundamental frequency of around 25 Hz. This sound occurs with noticeable vibrations on the surface of the body, varies in a rhythmic pattern during breathing and occurs continuously during inhalation and exhalation. The intensity and length of the purr can also vary depending on the level of arousal of the animal."
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