Monday, October 04, 2010

Old Machine: Photo and Drawing






















I'm going back
to my wedding house
to watch it
scatter. I fused
so many particles
now breaking away.

An anti-sentimental
declaration
I will make, amid
the sentiments of those
who see all things rebirthing.
Never again will the pieces
find each other.

Fourteen days
in rubble,
one door closed,
pretending to be
in the past.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Leaving the Beach





She moved like a woman
slowly lifting the legs
as if she knew she was a symbol,
putting feet on the wet
pebbles with such gravity.
While the water
burst about.
So many sounds and patterns
I couldn't hold my grasp,
unbelieving her.

Saturday, September 04, 2010

Syrian Wedding Portrait

























I have you
by the hand and
by the shoulder
to confirm that you are mine.


We have made
arrangements with your family
when I proved
I am a serious man.


You see I am
endowed, and
you will thrive
while my arms are strong.


This is love to me.
Young but stern.
Our home will be calm,
and the years will stretch forever.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Old Tree at Coindre Hall


























I drew
a schematic of a tree
not the right color
I didn't need to be correct.
The approximation
with hyperboles of the grass
moved,
spun my head.
I thought it
almost right.