guillermo veloso Poems

The catcher has passed
Phoniness is echo alone
The rye is quiet, still / no sound
Alone in the woods and
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The fruit of our summer's passion
has ripened and withered
On the vine
Fallen, it
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Can Love be relative to the speed of the heart?
Can one lover move at the speed of light while another
Perceives a different world?
Love bends space and time
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She lives my past
Sins loves and fancies
My lies my dissimulations
My masks my prevarications
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You left us
Lost in a world
Bereft of your magic
For an instant and now,
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Blow the winds of
Mistral dream
Gull and crab
Sand and tide
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She sat olive-eyed
Laughing at the thick skinned moon
The madness took hold of her in the tall grass as she played
The worn reed flute channeling songs of her ghosts
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I am the wildness and dust that spun into the
Light that burns our days
I am the hand that carved the rock
And laid them up to touch the clouds
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Nijinsky laughed
As he flew;
High as birds
Wind became dance
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And Adam looked above at the first
Stars, alit and new
Spinning and his alone
Scripture still unwritten and formless
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