Marti, Dario, Arthur, Tennyson

Forgive these wild and wandering cries,
Confusions of a wasted youth;
Forgive them where they fail in truth,
And in thy wisdom make me wise.

Marti and Dario enter the poem.
Father and Child, the kite string unstrung.
Blue as the firmament on which they form
From reeds of the wind, fire from the sun
Weave the golden pestles in silk thread foam
Driving toward the precipice in its dawn
The fall that never happened withheld none.

Forgive these wild and wandering cries,
Confusions of a wasted youth;
Forgive them where they fail in truth,
And in thy wisdom make me wise.


--"Come to me Stallion Muse Hero Son,"

"I do not write from a bed of roses."

"My verses twist and ignite into flames."





sources:
L.A. Tennyson "In Memorium" 
http://www.online-literature.com/tennyson/718/

Marti, Obras

Dario, "To Roosevelt"

Night Bows Beneath the Stars

Night returning bows beneath the starlight.

Grows to enrapture the sun’s departure.

Its journey proceeds meanwhile curtains

close by degrees of shadow retrieval.

Draped across the window veils of silk

Is the sky itself and its great power

To magnify everything by its glow

A fire within the flame’s open heart.

Platter of heaven, elaborate art,

Placed on the Temple altar of mercy

Truth is the source of all mystery

It flexes at the start of the evening.

As though a dream beginning to happen.

DEUS ASTERISK

Of silence in the Asterisks of Emily

or parchments sung to Wind alone

nor Audience but Echoes of a Homily.

to Bless with Love’s Outrage and its song.

disrupted from the Easements noted stars

dashes and the culminating Arches

Nebulae on the Iris of the Heavens

Tail of a dorsal Fin and Gale

Wind of every Warrior’s Greetings.

To War for every Righteous Reasoning.

To Stop the Hand that Strikes the Clock to Ruin.

The Sapphic is an Eleventh Hour

Sonnet though a Sonneteer she Wasn’t.

Though Antecedent Island baked with Love.

In Medias Rex Deus ex Machina Of

Details of the Petal's Form

the details of the petal’s form

are greater than the sun’s even pattern

where in the peril of beautiful turn

the crown is of its crowning a poem

a construction over something unknown

that lives as a power achieved in a bloom

the scissors of a skill carved to blossoms

from nothing but air, seed, water, and earth

Source of a power of life over art

so art is freer and starts with constraints

or breaking from rules to whatever waits

by word a rose has no name as flowery

but that one which consists of harmony

the whole earth as a gentle sine qua non

Just Before the Morning Wakes up the Day

Just before the morning wakes up the day

I have thought of every second what to say

As dawn to which a thought can be compared

And it brings fortune sunlight to the years

Darkness will return again is certain

Wander and encroach by innate pattern

Stoked by rail failure or betrayal

To Hear what private wisdom knows to tell

Of Silence in the silence overwhelmed

Remained and as a constant came to fall

Along the ridges of experience

Creation dividing heaven and hell

The clocks of all time with their hands held still

Break through to reach for Morning’s golden wheel.

on the thread of a moment its angle

suspended over the sieve of the flow

where time takes its substance from reservoir

silent and still, the volume is equal

harmony believes a flower grows crown

from underneath the arches of the sun

and sun-like that it lives it lives to sew

hems from every petal’s face and sinew

water that is author of the stylus

eye of every violet ultra fine stems

that grow as grow invisible to time

imitating aspens for their forage.

A bird comes to mind by  power of word

a song for every sound to sing the hour

falling from the branches where the bird stands

its gentle pulsing song drums on the leaves

the branches form an auditorium

the trunk becomes a flute played on the keys

that wood and wind and delicate pestles

blend from dustless sparkles sounds of beauty.

BALCONY OF LOVE BALCON DEL AMOR FAMILIAR

the stucco wall, iron lattice, and day              la pared, el hierro cerco, el dia

concentrate at angles glowing with glaze      niden en aspectos brillo y glace

a sparkle of cement a rusty gate                    la chispa granita y puerta sellada

the way the window magnifies the light         grandeza la luz en la ventana

the presence in the mind of its full weight           su signficado y constancia peso

at once love and gravity are balanced                en que el amor y el honor balancean

shedding the shadow strained to the surface     disminuye la sombra la aurerayo

in crosshatch of ribbons  sun and its rays           tejido por el sol y su aura

as the children gather their radiance                  como al nino que se enluzea

or parents pace deliberately dry                         mientros los padres sin humor por bien

for serious as life is as sacred                            la vida es seria y sagrada

not a minute of doubt can be danced with          ni instante de duda se baila

the love on the balcony is great love                  el amor por el balcon es grande

as much to build an arch above a home.           cruce la archa la casa ante