Das Lied Von Der Erde

Farewell.
And almost no pain
all all die but once
the ape in the tree
Mahler's refrain an epitaph.

1907 a fortunate rural summer
then thin autumn frost
all this life.

Death is no end
where i go
clouds mist eternal.

Singing in the dead night
the exquisite hour ends
where it began.

An invisible palm
plump rose crevices.
Knowledge to be lost.
Song of my wandering heart.

-- 29, 30 May, 2010

never more alive or alone

never more alive or alone

where ever you have been
long since gone
gone way back
when far far singing
no good thing ever dies
take it with me when i go.

never more alive or alone
i wear the faces of grass
when the night stains
bones and hands smile.

what you love is yours
eight walls
in a yellow home
a mantle remains
in a house on a street
blood roses flame each summer
take it with me when i go.

---9 january 2010
maxime

in praise of winter walking

on winter walking there exists a perpetually blooming bush deep murky purple flowers en route down church street turn around corner then more down hill walking to exercise track that each time startles always in awe. even now i feel its vibrant nonchalant thereness, a kind of beloved mocking my senses into awareness of acquiesced petals floating abstractions gracing the ground. purple praised up hands against the blue beyond.

it is speaking to me, '"i cannot be denied, come unto me,
you cannot resist my infinity, gaze upon me. i am beauty."
it speaks the truth.
i am humbled to be enraptured so. hallelujah, hallelujah!

--20 july 2009
--2 august 2009