Wednesday, January 01, 2014
Published in Cattails: Premier Edition: January 2014
In Darkness and In Light: A Colaboration
Sergio Oritz, Puerto Rico
Sonam Chhoki, Bhutan
I was the sin,
a wild horse galloping
from the horizon—
everything I saw
was spoken into her ear
she was a tightrope
walker, the enduring smell
of a snuffed candle—
facing a certain wind
she was always in danger
now that I'm done
with the malicious idea
of what is eternal,
it is easy for me to look back
at what’s destroyed
in a hall full of exits
of invisible tremors
and bloated corpses
the seeds of the honey locust—
I don’t protest
as she lays me down
on the cold, bitter ground
in a field made fallow
by a fire set long ago
hollow and unrecognizable—
the husks of ships,
sheets of dark water
ghosts of what has been lost
as we fade into a pattern
of grass and shadow,
return elated and haunted
to a dark sunrise by the ocean
that knit us to the old—
another side of silence,
the breaking of sphinxes
I am a river
that flows past
the city . . .
its soft moaning song
of a child, a belonging
it's like lifting a cello
out of its case—
“but what do I know
of love's lonely offices”
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