time is nothing
time is
all you have
mark its passage
keep it
let it go
can wind be a
measure of it, or
is time a measure of
how much wind
has slid through
your branches?
where are your leaves?
they have fallen and
wind has
taken them away
don’t look
wait with
eyes closed
hear how much time
fills the universe
catch it
hold it tight
all you have is
nothing
this is the poem
about 4 months
of silence
you think that is a
long time but
the poem reminds you
it is only the beginning
in it, you can hear
clocks tick
wind
an almond leaf scuttles
through the yard
it is a short poem
but the 4 months
are long
moonlight
drums on the roof
like rain
this is a poem
unable to speak
a poem that has
forgotten its language
remembers only
spaces between words
it’s a poem that is
not afraid of the dark
nor the deep
nor the far
it is brave enough
to sit right here and
not make
a sound
you might think
it is not a poem
but it is
Let the sky roar all around
in its silence of
starlight and leaves
Blue is the only comfort now
that blue which is the color of
air so deep
you cannot see to the
bottom of it
Stars have been
watching us through it
for light years
Parrot wings speaking
the language of air
are the only words
i will be your grave
this body
is the place
you will be buried
my head will be the stone where
your name is written
i will lay flowers
on my belly
for you
i know you are
tired, love.
lie now,
lie still.
close your eyes and
i will watch
the breath slide
in and out of
your chest.
i will curl here
with the cats.
you can sleep
and we will keep
the mice away.
no me busques –
me subí al sol
como agua
and will come down
on nights with heavy clouds.
you will see me sometimes smile
pero jamás me tocarás.
no me busques –
me fuí sin huellas
como el viento.
i have told you i live
in trees, in each of them.
you will search for me in fruit
pero jamás me encontrarás.
