December 2009
“Sonnet XCIV” Pablo Neruda If I die, survive me with such a pure force you make the pallor and the coldness rage; flash your indelible eyes from south to south, from sun to sun, till your mouth sings like a guitar. I don’t want your laugh or your footsteps to waver; I don’t want my legacy of happiness to die; don’t call to my breast: I’m not there. Live in my absence as in a house....
“The Spirit Says, You Are Nothing” Larry Levis But you were young, and you had Plenty of time: Going west, You slept on the train and did not smile. Under you the plains widened, turned silver. You slept with your mouth open. You were nothing, You were snow falling through the ribs Of the dead. You were all I had
“The Aliens” Charles Bukowski you may not believe it but there are people who go through life with very little friction or distress. they dress well, eat well, sleep well. they are contented with their family life. they have moments of grief but all in all they are undisturbed and often feel very good. and when they die it is an easy death, usually in their sleep. you may not believe...