because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

This night, there are no stars.

watching sky darken,
we contemplate
words like leaden,

sultry, in-
digo. but leaden
is closer to

the slivered prison
of my rib-cage,
bars behind which

this ache pro-
creates. sultry
means barefoot river

afternoons and indigo
has always been
grotesque, except

on peacocks.
so instead i watch
raindrop veins

on plateglass,
think of melting &
the sublimation

of misted breath,
remember sweat
on glasses,

graveled chaos,
rug-burnt morning
sunlight before

the world changed.
but these windows
will not open and we

feel guilty for
our guilt, wonder
why the stars

stay absent. are
river afternoons so
different, now?

we watch and already
rain is slowing; veins
close & strand drops

in streetlit glass,
almost like star-
light. almost.


18 responses

  1. Semaphore / Samuel Peralta

    This is evocative of some of the Spanish poets, at once an ode to nature and to melancholy, poems that I remember with wistfulness. All that is punctuated by your ‘almost’ at the end, like a question that is asked but that remains unanswered.

    May 15, 2012 at 10:29 pm

    • Thanks, Samuel. There was a time when I read as much Spanish poetry as English, so I take that very highly. 🙂 “Wistful” is a good word for this piece, I think.

      May 16, 2012 at 9:09 am

  2. ihatepoetry

    I liked the quiet feel of this, the heavy melancholy. Almost like starlight, almost – just gorgeous. You’re a gifted writer. – Mosk

    May 15, 2012 at 10:52 pm

    • aww, Mosk. thanks. *blushes*

      May 16, 2012 at 9:13 am

  3. crap…just lost my comment….smiles…i really like the imagery of the rain on the window…it sets the tone as well….rug-burnt morning
    sunlight before the world changed…is really cool…love hte descriptor you use, its creative and unique…but again builds the feel of this…the almost at the end wraps up the melancholy feel of the whole thing as well….

    May 15, 2012 at 11:00 pm

    • thanks, b. i think i saw your other comment in passing… *smiles back.* hope to see ya some time soon.

      May 16, 2012 at 9:15 am

  4. your poem published 4:12 AM May 16, 2012

    May 16, 2012 at 4:12 am

    • appreciate it, Carl. looks gorgeous! will put up a link & check in frequently.

      May 16, 2012 at 9:16 am

  5. I sent you a poem last night in response to your poem and I think cyber space ate it.
    Now I am left with just just these thoughts of appreciation.

    May 16, 2012 at 1:02 pm

    • 😦 dislike. sorry about that, Tiger. i am always gratified by your responses. cyberspace has had an unwarranted appetite as of late.

      May 16, 2012 at 1:16 pm

  6. Love the feel of this, beautiful!

    May 16, 2012 at 7:44 pm

  7. Love that lingering close.

    Tis a great write here.

    May 16, 2012 at 8:16 pm

    • *blushes* thanks so much.

      May 22, 2012 at 4:40 pm

  8. Sorry for late comment. This is simply lovely in its remorse. I enjoyed the wonderful use of colors to evoke your sadness and the mood of your spirit.

    May 17, 2012 at 8:26 am

    • i’m gradually learning that there is no “late” in poetry. 🙂 thanks for stopping by.

      May 22, 2012 at 4:41 pm

  9. This is an interesting piece, and more so for me a new and interesting style. It is always fascinating how the different way you break up a poem can really affect a poem and its eventual meaning. Where does the style come from? Spanish poets, as suggested?

    May 19, 2012 at 7:31 am

    • the style doesn’t come from any specific influence i can pinpoint, actually. i have been doing a lot with couplets & 3-line stanzas of late, mostly because i like the way they look on the page, i think. i’m also kinda a sucker for unexpected line breaks in general. 😉 thanks for reading, and for your insights.

      May 22, 2012 at 4:39 pm

  10. Fascinating rhythm you’ve created through your unusual breaks. I like it.

    June 6, 2012 at 2:34 am


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