Monday, April 7, 2008

Phonai Aphonai

Makrothymei:
and I was made
in April,
a stubborn bud
and refused to
bloom.

Chresteuetai:
exploding gently, some
sentiment of water
(like the rain)
infected.

Ouk aschemonei:
It often becomes
impossible
to resist
a flood of this nature
(so I'm told).

Ou paroxynetai
I sang so furiously once,
Now I am silent often
and peer through fences
and around corners.

Panta stegei, panta hypomenei:
Wide-eyed- my
molecules (those you
so elegantly ambushed
in the night)
alight, enflame.

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