דלג לתוכן הראשי

רשומות

מציג פוסטים מתאריך אוגוסט, 2014

people stare

as I people- stare and listen to three, for- ever- y-one, two, three, for instance I see in them what they see I count one, to see the sounds of the city that is my rhythm, my rhythm, my rhymes, running in my backyard in this city I see visions and people who stare and listen and count two, three, for-ever, they count for the love, for the hope, for the rituals of their daily lives and I see in them dancers and singers and life and they sigh, they exhale out their troubles and times and they count,
I people-watch they listen they watch back they watch their backs they stay they say they tell the world of their daily tasks they sigh themselves out of themselves and I listen to them, listen one, to their steps on the ground that soaks them up inside without them realizing or being grateful for something steady underneath their feet, I listen to their steps and their sighs of relief and their eyes, their eyes speak in their absence of tears, I people watch the streets, people watch the…

קונטקט

מגע ידך איננו- ידך היא איננה עמי כאשר היא נרגעת, היא עם המגע שלה עצמה את עצמה. מגע ידך הוא איננו מגע של איחוד או ייחוד ובייחוד איננו מגע עבורי. אתה מכיר מגע, אינך מכיר אותי, אתה מכיר אותו במיטבך וללא השקעה שנדרשת להעמקה. אתה מכיר אותו, את המגע, גם אם הוא אינו שלך, אתה יודע אותו ואתה איתך כשהוא בא. אפילו יודע לזמנו, אתה, יודע לשלוט בו, לשחק עם החוטים של הזמן ונוכחותך נדמית אמיתית וכנה, אך נמצאת בשכבות תחת אשליית המגע.

d

i dreamed about death. i dreamed about dying, and destiny, disasters and dangers in darkness. i dreamed i was holding you and you met drastic measures, you were in my arms and i delicately drowned your dark cries in my presence.
I dreamed about death!, and dragons and mares of the night,
i dreamed about dying, and destinies aligned in the stars. i dreamed about tunnels and monsters and dreams of the dark, i
dreamed about dying –
you, and i, and all that is dear, i dreamed in the darkness about
mares in the night, i
dreamed of the dark

עוד

יש לי עוד ועוד קווים וסרטוטים, צבעים ודפים ועטים, עוד ועוד ועוד ועוד מילים.
יש לי עוד ועוד צורות וצרורות ודימויים, דימיונות וחרוזים. עוד ועוד ועוד ועוד סיוטים.

27 (outside your door, dear)

the twenty seven of your house number is painted in black on the stones outside your door, dear, and i sit above the stairs across the street and watch it. this is the first time i've noticed your house number or twenty seven or black paint on the stones outside your door, dear.
these are the moments that mark memories, these are the moments in which these stairs become permanent.


*****
outside your door, dear, i leave memories aside, and nights previous. and mares arrive at night.
outside your door, dear, there is magic and presence and in the present tense i write you, in the moments in the dark when your walls collide,
that is where i reside. outside your door, dear,
i Pause to breathe you in, i Pause to speak out loud, i Pause to sing in the dark.
eyes closed. stars move in.
outside your door, dear,
that is where life begins.