traced
, wet sand
your dark hair
,
luminous feathers
:
anxious heart
,
unsettled .
city’s
edge
,
low tide
,
you danced , the wind
lifted
you , wild bird
:
traced in wet sand
,
your arms
crossed
summer’s
light
:
outstretched , turning , far away
–– distance : a metaphor
for
leaving
\
always
fragmented no. 39
listening to infinity
,
which is
neither
here nor there .
in
the land of fear
or
thoughts
,
the voices are repetitive .
i
see time passing
,
feeling its dead weight
in
my hands
,
mocking my bones .
i’ve
heard this before
:
nothing remains
lit
up
everything took on its proper shape
under a dull metaphorical sky
\
a broken-down man leans forward
in
his walk \ life is deserting
his
declining shadow .
soon
there is another , broken
man
\ whose future
\
like thread slipped from a needle’s eye
,
has forgotten him .
in
the desperate years of hard light
,
of drunken sorrow
,
everything but their whole bodies
lifted
, like anomalous travellers
,
vanishing : they had been nothing
,
day after day \ now , everything
took
on its proper shape : the light
,
more of an ingredient than a dream
the gutters of theology
a nexus of endless choices , bru
–
ises , glacial emotions , scars re
–
flecting history . activity , like
a
trinity : tormenting , tormen
–
ted , torah . soul or no soul ?
when
you pick through and
listen
to the archaic deceit , th
–
e expired gutters of theolo
–
gy , unconvincing in their cl
–
aims . the disquiet \ a rusted
junction
, an ambiguous crossro
–
ad , near the dissolved distance
of
truth : your truth . my truth .
their
truth . the truth-maze …
\
like absurd lattice \ souls
rising
. souls falling . fallen …
failed
. along the isthmus of
light
\ souls dying , together
,
an immense hollow binding
:
the geometry of death . a final
transmission
. the fatal trans–
mission
: fade . fading . faded .
life
is a hoax . the uncertainty
of
transcendental mantras , of
prayers
, of transmigration to
,
or from , the beginning or end .
fragmented no. 35
angular cliff \ spine-like
, its bony weld
cryptic , deserted \ i wander
each surface
like a psychic through minds .
massive , booming waves
breaking in succession
, into escalated explosions
: an off-shore oil rig
pumps its dismal arm .
a kite’s high-wire act
, like a circus freak .
looking at the wet sand
i see
your exaggerated face
in burning climaxes
, and you : spread out
like naked butter , a cigarette
burned the soiled carpet
, and the motel’s neon buzzed ,
like
suffering cicadas , and the
cleavage-heavy
night clerk , irritated , always .
across the street \ the ocean paused
, for a second …
These six poems are from DAH's forthcoming 10th poetry book titled, "Broken , poems"
which is due for publication in May
2022 from Transcendent Zero Press, Houston, Texas.
DAH’s ninth poetry collection is SPHERICAL (Argotist Press), and his poems have been published by editors from the US, UK, Ireland, Italy, Germany, Canada, Spain, Poland, Philippines, Singapore, Australia, Africa, Japan and India. He is a multiple Pushcart nominee, Best Of The Net nominee, and the founding editor for the poetry critique group, The Lounge.
DAH lives in Berkeley, California where he is working on the manuscript for his tenth poetry collection, and his poems have recently appeared in Poetry Now!, Straylight Magazine, Otoliths, The Cape Rock, Acumen Journal, Sandy River Review, Indian River Review, Junto Magazine, Mad Swirl Magazine, New Mexico Review, Setu Journal, and Fishbowl Press.
DAH is also working on his first collection of short fiction.
Visit: http://www.dahlusion.wordpress.com
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