Past is ancient, recent, now

Alexandria, February 14th

a bit of silliness for blue valentines

After all

Apres tout, qu’est ce que tu me dit, Jahweh, love? C’est vrai, c’est toutes vrai, mon fils, mon femmes. Siempres.

Age of reason

Withering leaf, halt thou’s progress, thou art more lovely than that. Meadow, blossom and wasp. Cycle track, singular, tandem,tandem. Godly machine, piece of engineering, extraordinaire.

Curriculum Vitae

We have drunk the very bones of Che Guevara. We have faced the very man in the moon. We spoke to the son, and I lived to tell the tale.

D'etre

Dread lifts, again, au courant, raison laburnum, seed, and bark little bird, Beethoven, Mozart. Red black currant brambles, shuffle and stroll. Sing Josanna, sing Josanna. Hallelujah.

Song to repressed female fury

Oh, my God. Lord Almighty! Lend me your stairway to heaven. We need counsel again. Virago is dead, in black, she let her hair down and rode a long winding. By fire, light, her heart

On having Proved the Existence of God to my Own Satisfaction

Mere words cannot express the wisdom of his face. His brow, neither wrinkled as the newborn, nor deathbed smooth. The line of his jaw, more permanent, solid, than diamond or crescent moon.