A September, when I’m turning sixty-two!: A poem

I see the clouds picking up our notes to feel our youth in our freshly discovered voices in dark open evenings. All the boys/ friends that made my late teens, as we sang for the fifties and sixties and seventies, in the nineteen eighties I thought our picnics were a laughter riot, when the beachesContinue reading “A September, when I’m turning sixty-two!: A poem”

O amor da minha vida!: A poem

Primo! Primo! Primo! Primo! The first, the beginning, the most important A mythic intiation right at the singularity between X and Y, God-king–priest and Empress-hierophantess-Goddess The hieros gamos where it all began Between the dewy eyed Mahadeva and Mahadevi! Do I say it in Portuguese, because we have a long ancestral tree, associated with thatContinue reading “O amor da minha vida!: A poem”

Mother, see I stand before you!!!: A poem

In the garden where I decided to relive…  where I discovered I had to both believe and deceive; where in the exploration of justice, I had to both lose and retrieve; if there was impunity for being blind and to perceive. When the solutions are not forthcoming, but problems ever-arising, like slow but perennially flowingContinue reading “Mother, see I stand before you!!!: A poem”

Does destiny ever arrive?: A poem

You know, an empire began with the lust of a dragon for a mortal woman on the shores of time and the Kings were called haloed! You know, the giants manifested with the gods being tempted to crave for human carnality; that we should, then, have incurred the curse of the deluge! You know, theContinue reading “Does destiny ever arrive?: A poem”