To Be Elsewhere

We met in a coastal village
spent a lovely night without leaving an address
going separate ways. Three years later
we meet again by coincidence.
The whole
three years spun a novel
we abandoned:
They fail to recognize themselves
as though meeting in another story
for an encounter.
One asks: Who are you, so cold and weary
The other says: I only know a thread is loose on my sweater
            The more you pull it, the more it lengthens
            until I completely vanish.

~Hsia Yu~

I Used To Think

I used to think
The mind essential in the body, even
As stood the body essential in the mind:
Two inseparable things, by nature equal
And similar, and in creation’s song
Halving the total scale: it is not so.
Unlike and cross like driftwood sticks they come
Churned in the giddy trough: a chunk of pine,
A slab of rosewood: mangled each on each
With knocks and friction, or in deadly pain
Sheathing each other’s splinters: till at last
Without all stuff or shape they ’re jetted up
Where in the bluish moisture rot whate’er
Was vomited in horror from the sea.

~Trumbull Stickney~

Poems For Blok

Your name is a—bird in my hand,

a piece of ice on my tongue.

The lips’ quick opening.

Your name—four letters.

A ball caught in flight,

a silver bell in my mouth.

A stone thrown into a silent lake

is—the sound of your name.

The light click of hooves at night

—your name.

Your name at my temple

—sharp click of a cocked gun.

Your name—impossible—

kiss on my eyes,

the chill of closed eyelids.

Your name—a kiss of snow.

Blue gulp of icy spring water.

With your name—sleep deepens.

~Marina Tsvetaeva~

It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me

~The Dark Knight~

Hatred And Bitterness

Bitterness... 

Hatred... 

Loneliness... 

Jealousy... 

It never really goes away... 

At some point it'll come back and haunt you... 

When you least expect it... 

Someday. 

~Ash Scarlet~

This Is How a Heart Breaks

This is how a heart breaks, 

quite simple really, 

you fall in too deep, 

in love or some other feeling, 

then its all over, 

and the heart is shattered, 

all that you have left, 

is old memories, 

this is how a heart breaks....

~Jess Terry~