Thursday, July 19, 2012

somewhere i have never traveled

Tonight, I'll be flying to Queretaro, Mexico, where I'll be living for the next two months. Yesterday, I moved to a new apartment in downtown Bellingham.
Currently, my life is......
Full.
Full of "blunders and absurdities", joy, stress, poetry, beauty, insanity, adventure, and love.
So I leave you with this poem:

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully, mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

1 comment:

  1. I'm so sad I missed your call the other night! I love this (as you know)! I love you!

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