the god line
line in the distance
where two blues meet
define their separate borders
sky and sea
open spline
in the book of life
sometimes clouds above
white caps below
the wind given life
by...
Faith
In the dark
heart of Rome
a saint burns brightly
by the fire
Diocletian thought he knew
what to do
with Christian dogs.
He was a humble man
with good intentions
not knowing
they...
conception of surrender
see how softly he whimpers now
as the needle that fills him
with kisses, weeps
a concoction of sincerity
cut with compromise
tarnished silver
teaspoon of grief
erasing every meaning
whispering in...
Chocolate
Taking chocolate
to a sushi bar
was a crazy thing
to do
She smiled
her gratitude
Blackening her teeth
like a Tokugawa
geisha
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...
Bernie and Hillary sitting in a tree…
#Hill and #Bernie sitting in the #Times
First comes small type on the Front Page.
Then comes article on Page Twenty Three.
Then comes #Bubba
Sucking his thumb,
Wetting his pants,
Doing the...
Mis-appelation
Unspooled on a fractured sidewalk
an abstract horn man
threads breath into wind
conjurs up a street hustle kiss
in sweet, mostly un-noticed love songs…
Autumn in New York
April...
alternative conversation
next to my house
in a towering maple’s highest crook
I’ve wedged an empty soup can
open side angled up
with a string attached to its bottom end
tautly...
the feign king
some twenty flights up
enhanced by the light
softly pooled on the surface
of her shameless picture window’s glow
she glides like a tropical fish behind glass
slowly dancing...
Lux
Light is salutation is New York at night is a billion sparks fallen
from a heaven of stars to pulse above Harlem, Carnegie
Hall, Soho, Little...
The Number of Our Days
Your flesh was a glass chorus
of cruel sirens
who with every touch
chafed the ribbons of my fingers raw.
In your blue eyes
I notched with a yellow...
expired meter of dreams
drenched in city dawn
a tarnished dime
stares heads up
empty eyed
stuck on a crimson clot
late night bar fight
spilled into the street
fists then bullets
screeching tires
crumpled body in...
floating
îmi amintesc de tine
doar cînd dorm
cu genele pline
de nesomn
(plutire)
I recall you
asleep
with lashes heavy
of awake
(floating)
***
By PUIU JIPA: floating (translation by dana neacsu; visual calin georgescu)
dilettante-ism
splattered rabbit
early a.m.
remnant scarlet
on the double yellow line
inside out
pulseless in a heartbeat
Goodyear revolution
of whitewall rubber
triple ply tread
sporting a brand new snazzy
zig zag pelt
bunny coat
back...