except for what you know to be true
You figure it out, you who have
the mind of a god
How often I've wondered about
our fate together.
Is it not shared by others
who feel the same way we do?
silence spreads its vast net
one word fills the world
let the talkers go on talking
rules laws family church state do
that it's enough to make your head spin
who gives a fuck what Jesus or the Buddha said
I breathe and live beyond it all
close one gate, the mind
escapes by another
it's all the same to the mind
bars on windows, locks on doors
mind comes and goes as it pleases
I wait by Los Muertos pier where
we first met,
remembering how it was between us then,
and my heart rises up with the waves
as I hear your footsteps approach.
Time was when we didn't have
to say a word to understand one another
Now we talk and talk as if
we were each speaking a different language
At the sound of the little town's
big cathedral bell, all the
pigeons circle overhead
Three rows of white sheets ripple
in the sun: it's a cool
March wind blowing
As the seasons change, so changes
my heart, now the brilliant
gold and red of the Appalachian autumn hills
Wherever I go, I live
like a king -
Every poem another jewel
in this crown
the tide going out carries my soul
a little farther
away from the shore
this autumn, what is there to regret,
when leaves of every
color bring such pleasure to the eye?
I'm fire in every corner of your
I'm the midnight oil that won't let you sleep.
Get up now, and go to the window.
Night after night, I'm the brightest star in your sky.
One truth wasn't enough, he kept
asking for more -
truth on truth, until the
heart-scale tipped in his favor.
Don't judge me too harshly, heart,
I was ignorant of love's
ways then, and I'm ignorant still
In every direction I look: clear
sky studded with stars above
the snow-capped mountain peaks
If only I could die of love
How gladly I'd give it all up
these years of longing and
waiting for you
Rio Cuale -
raging summer rapids
leave no stone unturned
the fields and mountains now covered
remind me of the sheets on our bed after the
first night of our lovemaking
In the mountains where peace reigns
those thoughts of you come flooding back to me
like the tropical rains that won't let up
no matter how much the earth lies drenched
the village lights shimmer dimly
across Banderas Bay -
a memory I once held dear to me
passes again before my eyes
With each passing day since you left
my body wastes from longing,
and my senses flee me.
I hardly have the strength to dress myself.
I go on remembering our days together.
Just one look from you in reality
would bring me back to myself.
My thoughts, like the clear waters
cascading at Paso Ancho,
come to rest in a still pool.
In the quiet depths, I can still see your reflection.
the moon hurls its light across Banderas
wave upon wave of liquid silver
crashes upon the shore
You can say about me whatever you
but I know that it will not be true.
A thousand sorrows, like one graveyard after
another, stand between your heart and mine.
Each year the snows come back to
outside my winter cabin.
Perhaps you too will return, leaving footprints there
that will be covered over the next day.
If I could only be certain that we
would meet again
this knot in my throat would loosen
and my breath would be my own once more
The moon goes down. The sun
Neither the moon nor the sun
has cast your shadow on the walls of my room
where I waited the whole night through.
Loving you, they said, would be difficult
But I do not believe too much in
what others say, and so I gave myself to you
The memories of love are not long
tonight I stand by the window in the moonlight
and the phantom of your body presses against mine
The sun sets, and the day steals
away into my heart
where it finds the place
where memories are born, and lives again
It's dangerous to think that you've
found me out
or discovered what it is that makes me who I am.
I'm somewhere in that next field over there,
and you're like the one in blind man's bluff
who goes looking everywhere but right here.
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