poems
I died today
then I got drunk
or vice versa
(a kind of order)
if the stars
had shadows
it would be more night
(question)
azi am murit
apoi m-am îmbătat
sau invers
(un fel...
The crushed cup (Sen no Rikyu, 1522-1591)
after a final sip
the master crushed his favorite cup
bid each honored guest farewell
retreated to the garden
to rend from flesh
undying essence
sever the shadow
of the moon...
red buddha
Mao attaining...
(to buddhahood)
Mao you Chairman Buddha now
fat cat china cool
Tao, your zen red book
Great leap forward
bone to throw the masses off…
seeking you in bullett...
mercy
Broken man, your fists, two blue sphinx
curled atop a frayed wool blanket
guarding what wastes beneath.
And still, that ruthless countenance
remembered from childhood…
your brute face
eyeing me...
nightscapes
nightscapes
in deepest night
long after the roads have fallen into slumber
I go out and paint them awake again
with the headlights on my green jalopy.
***
BY NEIL...
contemplation at dawn
I only saw your breasts
asleep
aromatic
asymmetric
I sniffed around
and I forgot
to remember myself
(contemplation at dawn )
îți vedeam numai sînii
adormiți
aromați
asimetrici
amușinam
și uitam
mă uitam
(o contemplare în zori)
***
By PUIU JIPA:...
not even
if you don't have air make it up
if you don't have words kill yourself with them
if you have not lived revive yourself
if you don't have...
WEST 18th
We ended
on the floor
on West 18th
She said
I can only come
in one position
I said
I’m glad we
got that straight
George Murphy
shadows
This town is too small
it strangles my walking
it keeps me talking
an old woman surreal
on the brink of orgasm
you have no place to hide
once there...
Paradise
thrumming chit-chit sprinklers hum
mistaken for operatic crickets
trilling lazy resort air
as wrinkled splayed foot reptiles
bow iguana heads like regal buddhists
slowly roaming nirvana
crossing thached pagodas
unconscious tourists...
Alignment
I go outside to drink a bottle of beer the air harsher than the moon up there doesn’t come down the cigarette has its...
expectations
That drinking glass
that dreadfully clean glass
where water is feeling dirty
every time I don't sleep
I think of you
and when the sleeplessness starts
that glass awaits me
thirsty
sitting pretty
on the edge of life
(expectations)
__________
mai e...
Poetic Puiu. Four More.
I live
in the most beautiful
island
my brain
( exile maze )
locuiesc
în cea mai frumoasă
insulă
creierul meu
(exil în labirint)
do not go stay there
I'll come later
after dark
or I'll write
by...
