In the Present Tense

Pieces No. 6, paper collage, 2022

in the present tense
an insomnia full of streets
a sunrise that grows larger

i saw the same face in a parking lot

a ladybug, a flower, and a dream
our souls dress in old clothes
and float through the cracks

in a rented mango tree
in a lamp full of dark caresses and
transparent butterflies, your body takes shape
steals the void between my eyes
makes love of empty grass

a moth full of paper clippings
the warm sound of foliage 
in the corners of your knees

this distance needs reckoning with
a mountain so close
the horizon perpetuates itself

a vagabond kiss
a crocodile that seeks the same 
leathery embrace as a gramophone 
a cricket, an envelope
imprinted on a tree

the night is salt and your body 
is as greedy as the hills
tangled limbs, eel limbs, limbs 
walking in a straight line

where tigers run aground
an octopus is the blouse of time
a genome of alphabets
a bird unfolds its face to the world
the airport never promises anything
but the vertigo of empty hands
a body that rains like a dust cloud

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10 responses to “In the Present Tense”

  1. Wonderful poem..I love “this distance needs reckoning with a mountain so close the horizon perpetuates itself”..such a thought..our past needs reckoning with, the elephant in the room to deal with so that we can move forward as true as a perpetuating horizon.
    And the line “the night is salt and your body is as greedy as the hills” is so good.. sometimes the body is insatiable, licking salt upon gaping wounds..well done, my friend 🙂

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    • Well said. I love your interpretation: “sometimes the body is insatiable, licking salt upon gaping wounds.” How true, indeed. The kind of quiet yearning that sometimes fills us, like an insatiable hunger, even when we’re uncertain what we’re hungering for. The body is very much a messenger of the spirit. I’m happy you enjoyed the poem! 😊

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  2. I’ll hang it right next to the nude collection. Indeed, Dr. Cazzone is an artist…and a hot-blooded Italian American woman, as I understand her scholarly interests include that widely-debated topic, Freud, penis envy, and cultural constructions of the meatball. 🍝

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