Half Closed Eyes

‘June Morning’ – yamabuki
“As we live
So do we die.
Life is the dream.
Death the awakening.”
— Maitreya, Bodhisattva
Who has not yet been born
“Leaning into the afternoons,
I cast my sad nets towards your oceanic eyes.
There, in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames;
Its arms turning like a drowning man’s.
I send out red signals across your absent eyes
That wave like the sea, or the beach by a lighthouse.
You keep only darkness my distant female;
From your regard sometimes, the coast of dread emerges”
— Pablo Neruda
“Leaning Into The Afternoons”
Deep and Dark the Muse
Whispering shadows
Into the frozen night
Lightly heating the way
Through the fogs
And whispering flames
We dare not look full on
To these terrible visions
Lest they haunt our days
Instead we sneak glances
With Half Closed eyes
And so I give you these
Twelve poems
In Seven Sections.
— Half Light
— Psyche and Eros
— Star Light
— Nightingale’s Song
— Visions and Dreams
— Eternity
June 2011

Labyrinth of Dreams

Labyrinth of Dreams – yamabuki
“Sometimes I see alone
coffins under sail,
embarking with the pale dead, 
with women that have dead hair,
with bakers who are as white as angels,
and pensive young girls 
married to notary publics,
caskets sailing up
the vertical river of the dead,
the river of dark purple,
moving upstream with sails 
filled out by the sound of death,
filled by the sound of death which is silence.”
— Pablo Neruda
“Nothing But Death”

Lost in a Dream
Darkness returns
Dreamless sleep
June 2011

Poems Like a Spanish Dancer

‘Hand of the sacred’ – @anjkan
“There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our hearts,
as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.”
— Pablo Neruda
“Nothing But Death”
Light and Shadow
Dance of the Fates
Day Dreams
Darks Stars
Joined by Love
Lost in Dreams
June 2011