Wheat Ears – Selected Poems

Posted: 30/03/2023 by vequinox in Literature


Your eyes get immersed in the aura

of a Cretan and your masterpieces

not semblances of men or

of women but reflections

of angels in a mirror.

Just idols of cherubs

archangels and seraphs with

wings which open and close

like a mysterious fan

in front of the splendor

of a sublime likeness and

a stalactite of your love

descends to moisten all

dryness, to quench all thirst.

Your love, oh great Cretan, for

man, for life, for God.

Here the line between

the spirit and flesh becomes

so indistinguishable

so tragically vague

here the aura of man

and the shadow of god

fuse into a ripple of gray air

into the sadness of a beacon

tears freely cascade and

overwhelm the afternoon heat

love songs unheard off before

tears that become absolution

of a thunderous encounter

between a Giant and a man

who has dared Death many a time

a man who seeks to reach higher.



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