Minkowski’s Love Poem

Minkowski’s Love Poem

(Einstein’s teacher who suggested space-time in 1908)

 

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how we see ourselves

is an illusion     an avatar

of wishful thinking

reflected in the eyes of our admirers

every gesture practiced

refined    garmenting

the image of a self 

we can never be 

alone

 a part of the logarithm

of our non linear lives

imagine X in terms of Y

in terms of X

symbiotic

necessary

we dream 

each other’s daily lives

beyond touch 

separated by oceans

by choices 

shed the bravado

the pride   you

are forgiven   forgive me

know

i would rip the fabric of the universe

bending the geometry of space time

just

to kiss you 

again

One True Thing

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One True Thing

tell me one true thing

demanding without fear

without petulance

just one    between us

what is true

escapes the moment

yet I see my words

spelled out a contrail

in the summer sky

one thing in our world

you laugh predictably

touch your fingertips to your ear

as if I’m silent

noon day heat

light breezes toss my words

beyond you sidestep

the contrails fade

my words hang

hotter than any sun

glaring    yes one true thing

don’t whisper I love you

don’t whisper always

forever is not true

so breakable ephemeral

lies spiral up

you want to say

yes but no but

I can’t    you can’t

say anything can you

truth catches in your throat

while all around us

the truth of nature smiles

bite it if you dare

swallow the world entire

you will never hold it

within you    I know

one true thing

you can’t tell me

anything

 

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Comes The Storm

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Comes The Storm

I’m not going to give in

to sad endings

let me fly above them all

even if it is alone

I hold every moment intact

thought you look away from me

I have opened so many doors without you

closed others    changed the locks

I have walked the beach with no hand

to hold    hold me tight

what I want is worthless

what I want turns to dust in my hands

what I want I know better than to need

to define me    rain falls without you

comes the thunder

counting until lightening

yes I know the swift approach

light my own candle against the storm

I refuse you now

I have held constant for so long

even as old pictures fade

I remain    yes I

remain strong

My empty hands

how can I make you see me, make you understand what you have taken from me, when I don’t even know why I let you?

Tomorrow is the first day of Atlantic Hurricane season. Are we ready?

Ars Poetica

ARS POETICA

                             for Archibald MacLeish 

    

it was Greece

so easily

opening my eyes

I want you

come

climb through my petticoat

white curtains billow

cerulean oceans

somewhere between these

lips petulant vortex

pressed palm of my hand

the love line extends off

infinitely becoming

there is a point

immaculate

between your breasts

where harmony overcomes

angels fly from my fingertips

gently along the crescent of your sleep

give me your hand

its already too late

our eyes flashed

locked

gave us away

even ordering wine

is impossible without you

come

come run away with me

come

all night long

the full moon spoke

words of love

to her little stars

whispering

this is a female constellation

For My Besties…. Remember When We Were Fabulous!

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Presence

your touch electrocutes me

breathless and mortal with desire

exploding down my spine

heart   arrested by your gesture

toward me   you move

in white silence

adagio of light   luminous

fugue of my passion, reflected

in your eyes

there was a time

when only music could move me

to a place beyond simple fascination

passion   translucent

divine

something smug

in the figure of my smile

no, only when you’re in the room