Poems

Fleas interest me so much

Fleas interest me so muchthat I let them bite me for hours.They are perfect, ancient, Sanskrit,machines that admit of no appeal.They do not bite to eat,they bite only to jump;they are the dancers of the celestial sphere,delicate acrobatsin the softest and most profound circus;let them gallop on my skin,divulge their emotions,amuse themselves with my blood,but … Read more

From – Twenty Poems of Love

I can write the saddest lines tonight. Write for example: ‘The night is fracturedand they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’ The night wind turns in the sky and sings.I can write the saddest lines tonight.I loved her, sometimes she loved me too. On nights like these I held her in my arms.I kissed … Read more

from The Book of Questions

III. Tell me, is the rose nakedor is that her only dress? Why do trees concealthe splendor of their roots? Who hears the regretsof the thieving automobile? Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?

From The Heights Of Maccho Picchu

Rise up to be born with me, brother. Give me your hand from the deep Zone seeded by your sorrow. You won’t return from under the rocks. You won’t return from your subterranean time. Your hardened voice won’t return. Your gouged-out eyes won’t return. Look at me from the depth of the earth, laborer, weaver, … Read more

Gautama Christ

The names of God and especially those of His representative Who is called Jesus or Christ according to holy books and someone’s mouth These names have been used, worn out and left On the shores of rivers of of human lives Like the empty shells of a mollusk. However when we touch these sacred but … Read more

Gentleman Alone

The young maricones and the horny muchachas,The big fat widows delirious from insomnia,The young wives thirty hours’ pregnant,And the hoarse tomcats that cross my garden at night,Like a collar of palpitating sexual oystersSurround my solitary home,Enemies of my soul,Conspirators in pajamasWho exchange deep kisses for passwords.Radiant summer brings out the loversIn melancholy regiments,Fat and thin … Read more

Here I Love You

Here I love you. In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.Days, all one kind, go chasing each other. The snow unfurls in dancing figures.A silver gull slips down from the west.Sometimes a sail. High, high stars. Oh the black cross of a ship.Alone. Sometimes I get … Read more

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all dayI hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh,your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,I want to eat … Read more

i Like For You To Be Still

i like for you to be stillit is as though you are absentAnd you hear me from far awayAnd my voice does not touch youit seems as though your eyes had flown awayAnd it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouthAs all things are filled with my soulYou emerge from the thingsFilled with my … Read more