Wednesday, July 16, 2008

In Defense of Legacy

This is just a note to say
let's talk
about before you were born and when
you were young. you might have gotten
some strange ideas
about what happened then, and now
you blame me
or so I gather from your silences


oh
to be a parent
now
is to weep
for every drop of love withheld

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

A meditation upon the signs of this holy law of love

Reason is the raisin
of the grape of passion
set in the sun of passing time

why is it that the law decides
the fate of us, criminals for all our lusty flesh?
It is well-ordained thus, since the barristers
are from the same fruit.

I found a grape with three seeds
encircled in one skin, on the vine
twelve more, clustered with forty-four.
and then I did not count this out, truly,
for our world must have some mystery
reified through corresponding signs
like you and I channeling our spirit
down to our flesh, covered
all in this allegoric skin

kiss me platonic here on this middle earth
kiss me like the falling syllables of an oral law
we will pass this on and on, a spirit
reified, plain sense rectified and cast
like the hard cut of crystals
symmetrical about the tree of life