A cold day

A cold day
I don't think at all
to turn on the heat
wear a third sweater
or stand by the window
and wait for the rain
because it won't fall today
it will fall tomorrow
and I won't ask ever
how old I've become
at this hour
it is sometimes sufficient to sit
and think 
it is a cold day 
 
 

Dreams wilting

Mere abstraction my saying
this room
resembles a planet
the bed an island
mere abstraction
mere idiocy too
my weeping now
but these are 
dreams
wilting 
by the day
 
 

The clothes line

They departed
and left the clothes line behind
why didn't they forget at least
one piece of clothing
 
 

The very handsome man

For my Father

They found him thus:
a body 
only naked
a green plant
had tethered his shadow 
to the ground and said: 
so he doesn't inadvertently sleep
then wept
thus they found him 
at noon 
the very handsome man
side by side
with fish.