in the shadow gold
cheekbones, hair and eyes
I breathe slow, breathless
Moments
the sunrise
the sunset is its promise;
the sunrise is its coming true
balance
I tried to walk the
line but tipped
over, hard.
Yes, I love you.
There I’ve said
it and now I
can’t
regain my
balance.
l’alba è bella
l’alba è bella
gli alberi sono belli
il mare è bello
le onde sono belle
tu? tu?
non ci sono parole
the dawn is beautiful
the dawn is beautiful
the trees are beautiful
the sea is beautiful
the waves are beautiful
you? you?
there are no words
(my translation)
skin sun hot
skin sun hot, salt streaked
roof terrace shower ice shock
light slants; we make our own rainbows
September sounds Salento
a single cricket
playing a lonely solo
curses from the bocce park
jet fighters above
sky cloud sand sea
sky cloud sand sea
I am dreaming you are next to me
sky cloud rock sea
I am dreaming; you are next to me
mask stretched up
mask stretched up to cover his eyes
he is out of this world
and others
seeing and hearing and dreaming no evil
Castro Marina 200901
I blinked and the firework was a flower on the back of my eye, evening star soaring as the moon sank beyond the town wall. Where the sea had been this morning was deep nothingness, holding glassy afloat the lights of the outgoing boats. A moment, and the moon.
I thought I would remember
I thought I would remember
every second, every minute I spent
being happy, in the moment.
You are waiting for however I imagine.
However
the moments blended like weak tea in water
and the memory was a coloured warmth.
I hope that you remember
every moment.
