Archivi del mese: aprile 2022

PILGRIMAGE: This line is burning • Turning to ash as it hits the airEvery step is a day in the week • It’s a Sunday or Monday • A march over months ofthe yearThis life is burning • Turning to … Continua a leggere →

ROOM OFF THE STREET: Somewhere in a room • With a poster on a wallOf a man with his hand • In a fistIs a woman who’s drinking • And her dress is so tightYou can see every breath • … Continua a leggere →

BOOK OF DREAMS: In my book of dreams • In my book of dreams • In my book of dreamsI took your urgent whisper • Stole the arc of a white wingRode like foam on the river of pity • … Continua a leggere →

RUSTED PIPE: Now the time has come to speak • I was not ableAnd water through a rusted pipe • Could make the sense that I do Gurgle, mutter • Hiss, stutterMoan the words like water • Rush and foam … Continua a leggere →

TIRED OF SLEEPING: Oh Mom, the dreams are not so bad • It’s just that there’s so much to do • And I’mtired of sleepingOh Mom, the old man is telling me something • His eyes are wide and his … Continua a leggere →

LANGUAGE: If language were liquid • It would be rushing inInstead, here we are • In a silence more eloquent • Than any word could ever beThese words are too solid • They don’t move fast enoughTo catch the blur … Continua a leggere →

NIGHT VISION: By day give thanks • By night bewareHalf the world in sweetness • The other in fearWhen the darkness takes you • With her hand across your faceDon’t give in too quickly • Find the thing she’s erasedFind … Continua a leggere →

IRONBOUND/FANCY POULTRY: In the ironbound section, near Avenue L • Where the Portuguese women come tosee what you sellThe clouds so low, the morning so slow • As the wires cut through the skyThe beams and bridges cut the light … Continua a leggere →

TOM’S DINER : I am sitting in the morning • At the diner on the cornerI am waiting at the counter • For the man to pour the coffeeAnd he fills it only halfway • And before I even argueHe … Continua a leggere →