Happiness in Herat
Happiness in Herat I came here, just as I write these lines, with no fixed idea: a blue-green mosque, six shortened minarets, two or three tombs, memoirs of a poet-saint, the […]
Happiness in Herat I came here, just as I write these lines, with no fixed idea: a blue-green mosque, six shortened minarets, two or three tombs, memoirs of a poet-saint, the […]
Sonnet 45 (from Cien Sonetos de Amor) Who ever loved as we love? Let us seek the ancient ashes of every burned-up heart, and let our kisses fall there, one […]
Axis Through aqueducts of blood my body in your body fountain of night my solar tongue inside your forest your body a bowl for making bread I red wheat Through […]
Last Dawn Stretched to its limit, your hair is lost in the forest, your feet are touching mine. Asleep you are greater than all of the night, but your dream […]
Ode to Walt Whitman By the East River and the Bronx, the boys were singing, showing their midriffs, with wheel and oil, leather and hammer. Ninety thousand miners pulled silver […]
Big Moon The door is open, the cricket is singing. Are you going around naked in the countryside? Like ceaseless water, flowing in and out of everything. Are you going […]
from Proverbs and Songs I. The eye you see is not an eye because you see it; It is an eye because it sees you. II. To have a conversation, […]