Wheat Ears – Selected Poems

Posted: 04/12/2022 by vequinox in Literature


And I tried to name the nameless

describe it to the beasts with images

of my kin and they laughed at my expense

so cheap was the guilt those days

that I bought a lot with my tears

and I devoted my energy to reach

the unreachable, dreamer that I was

trying to unclasp my innocence

from the talons of the void

the sweet voice of the poet yelled

from deep within my essence what

you save during the length of lightning bolt

diaphanous it will remain forever

I stood speechless before the wise statue

and pondered on the meaning of little

whitewashed houses by the bay

and the metal cross of the little chapel

that crucified my inheritance

black stigmata and my disposition


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