Simply Magic
In the
beginning was the magic,
and
the magic was in the words,
and
the words were with the gods
because
gods were everywhere-
on
earth, underground, in the water and in the air.
(With
one name, that’s mythology.)
And
the gods created man
as a
plaything of their wish;
But
man learned the words
(some
say a demigod stole the magic
from
gods and gave it to man)
since
the gods were exhausted in their power.
Thus
man took time to discover himself,
enjoy
himself, and proclaim himself uomo forte,
-
probably between Trecento and Quattrocento.
And
man made the money
that
soon was to become his only god.
Yet,
the world now seemed too small
even
for one god.
So,
man had to discover more land and more water,
and he
called this, America.
(With
one name, that’s economy.)
Since
then, most mythologies and economies
have
been exhausted
while
the magic remains for many.
(Some
call it the marriage of money and myth,
some
call it simply, the American dream.)
Recognition
The
man said:
“Open your eyes and you shall see.”
Just so we did,
And there was the light.
The man said:
“Walk and you’ll feel free.”
Just so we did,
And travelled day and night
By land and sea.
The man said:
“Speak up and your good words
will heal
while your bad words will kill
like swords.”
The man knew it
Because
He was
The teacher.
So they made him
A beautiful garland of flowers-
A thistly crown.
The
Biology Lesson
(Walking
in the park your baby daughter and doll with porcelain head cast in Madrid
after her photo)
Diaphanous,
smooth
perfect shell
of frail chalk
enclosing a mystic well –
zygotic thrill – expectation
folded in gel.
Mama – the egg…
Never mind who came first.
It’s a time lock under a spell
that goes for a puzzled walk.
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