"NOTTURNAL BLUES EM ABISMOS NEGROS"

FROM MY RECENT POEMS "NOTTURNAL BLUES EM ABISMOS NEGROS"

                                    V A G A B O N D

       (ODYSSEAS  ASYNCHRONOUS  TRAVERSING  SEVEN  SEAS)

                                                                                             A  Fernando  Pessoa

East	West
North	South

                                                                                                            crosscurrents

                                                                                                           torrents

                                                                                                         al estero

eastwind streams Y   *   shouting screams

p  o  l  y  x  e  n  i  a

                                                                                                       αφίκετο

                                                                                                         at 9:00 p.m.

train invested thoughtwise

matterlesslike

                                                                                                  1΄  left ωmega

        greetings lapsed

a  moment  of  silence   white

blank impromtu

                                                                                                                                  4  

  3

                                                                                                                           2

                                                                                                         1        

                                                                                          0       

piano playing    

                                                                    empty streets

    1/2           3/2               3/6                  4/8

(Odysseus sings the blues:

You may say

You have seen everything

You may say

You have seen this again

Is not the same

(twice) 

Con    so     na      nce

Con      so     lid     a    tion

Con    so    la     t     ion

I     so     la     t     ion

	solace

 

Into mirage

                                                                      Salutation

                                                             Sanitation

	solitude

 

     

                                                                                                                 white

les   hirondelles

come

concomitant

vs.

winds     militant

all    borders

                                                                                                                          birds

ambience

      outstrides

      outsigns

set         free       codices      lex

λέξιglas

οutshining   sine   sichercheit

                                                           holidays  inn

                                                                       holi   days  in

                                                                                              holy  days  in

                                                                                            όλοι   dei   sint

all white

shiverssss

verso

 arsonite

asphalt

salt

sour

5:00 p.m.

            JESUS     :    ODYSSEAS

 

apo

ca

ly

pt

ic

c a m e

a

syn

c h r o n u s

                                            set

                                          time

                                                                                    for  a  change?

disturbant   of    uni

          verse

distant  of   langu

                age

        came               incumbent

                   traversing

                                            seas  

                                                            seen

                                                                                     everything

Odysseus sings the blues

You may say

You have seen everything

 You may say

You have seen this again

Is not the same    (twice)

You may say

You have seen me saying

You may say

You have seen me saying

I am a vagabond

 I am not the same  

                                                                       Porto May 26, 2012

Two new poetry series written last Summer

NOTTURNAL BLUES EM ABISMOS NEGROS

THE SHEPHERDS OF ENGLISH.

 ( "Writerly Iberia"    from new poetry composition  "The Shepherds of English).                         

                                               WRITERLY  IBERIA

                                descending flocks gathering in insomniac alleys

                              percussionist sonorists playing in amnesiac valleys

                                   excommunicating Ovid from roughly sentences     

                                              keeping memories in silvers rivers whites

                                                                undisplayed profane in what is

                                                                                                  nearly done

                                                  flute what it flows follows to few

                                                      panasteroids semata made of smoke

                                                               inphemeral arts phatic or visual

                                                                     shades parts of vision

                                                                               halves disputed

                                      lino  lands  improper mirror holding eyes

                                             land  certificates  of an abstract nation

                                                crossing  “I”s   &  “I’ d”s  here & there

                                                 bi-Sapphic odes with ends unfixed.