CvK

The Ruins of Mexico

Home

Recent

Landscapes 1

Landscapes 2

General & Still Lifes

Portraits

1997-1999

Portraits

2000-2007

Portraits

35x20

Meditations

Abstracts

Religious

Paper

 

Poetry

 

 

Contact

 

 

I cannot mourn among these stones

when they draw upon themselves

fronds of lightning and ignite

the laughter of a glistening jubilee

in this year, in this tawny summer

of another liberation of the heart.

It is cast upon a stone, russet altar

taking to itself a heart  upon

the heart of the sacred.

 

I am led in hot plumage and a tinkling

of obsidian and jade moves about

my head and the rush of breath alter

in the knowing what it is:  The sun

is brandishing gods from the summits

of our hills in Europe, Asia, and here

on the pyramids of Teotihuacan.

So I am circumscribed by happiness.

  

Boys play football in the ruined courts,

and they are brought together with goals

won as the clouds collide and announce

a laughing night, a wrench at chest, with rain.

 

 

           Published:  Quadrant, July 1984