Elegy

Beautiful Egypt
Is burning
My heart
Reduced to ashes

In that space

In that space between waking and sleeping
In the subtle slip, the drip
That turns the period into the comma,
In the hole in the zero
Whole worlds explode into being

The point between breathing
In and out
The curl of before and after
The warp and weft of here and now
Open the infinite wide

You say you know something
Of life and illusion
Please tell me how
Such emptiness
begets all eternity

In leaps dawn

In leaps dawn
Like impetuous whimsey
All dressed in fiery red
Eyes burning with mad ambition

A pox on sleep!
The fawning dead
Drifting endlessly into
Oblivion

Not for us!
Up like buttercups
Like spiky woven thistles
Up toward the solar apogee

Until finally, inevitably,
The long graceless glide
Begins again

In slips dusk
All dusky

Down to the beach

I went down to the beach in sworls
Longing for sun-bound benediction,
The binding waves’ delight

I went down to the beach in fancy,
The souls of a billion stars
Shone in the sand-blown wind

I went down to the beach in breathless,
Red-green ancient charts
New sprung each forgotten day

I lost my footprints
Without a glance

The mirror’s depth

Once upon a dreaming green
By the ocean’s clapping heart
Swayed full with thunder wonder
I saw the river flowing

Change course, dry up
Make islands, golden dreams
Drain fields, ambitions
Unmitigated, oblivious

Winging onward
Like crabgrass, Like dirt
Unbounded
Like winds unhinged

No rhythm so replete as days
Each different, all unchanging
Grief and joy alike
Turn to dross, cheap decoration

You, agent of emptiness, why
This running choice, this still
Cunning, this rumination
Of not ending, not beginning?

I read the universe arose from nothing,
So gone, so not
I try to keep it from slipping shut,
A splendid churl, eyes blinking