The last silver streamer alights,
confetti and ticker tape abandon flight,
balloons fall from celebration
failing to be held aloft.
Remember when we were? Each awakening brought
a new day with new sun in which we bathed defiant,
we dared it to blind us, we countered with our own
heat, radiance, impulse to grow, and then to burn away.
Soft brooms whisk the memory; the clink of glasses raised
to toast is still there, not quite yet imperceptible.
© Chagall 2017
Each sense has a cache of
residual reality
– attention! –
not memory at-work at all,
just dimming glows, we filter
the actual,
we choreograph the quintet,
low-capacity volatility,
mosaic,
iconic,
saccadic.
© Chagall ∞
The sound of planets receding,
the doppler of large trucks
flying by on endless road,
the cosmic hum of rubber
rubbed hot-asphalt on this summer night
beneath shot-stars that are
suns by day, while we lovers by night
with our tops down rejoice
in the blue-static
of AM radio
© Chagall ∞
If death be not a parenthesis,
must life then be an ellipsis?
© Chagall ∞
A game of inches, halftones someday maybe
just a fingertip away from grasp, the thinnest
side of a prism edge, a place where souls slip
but not slide, inter-inter for one inter does not
suffice to suggest the slight of gap, the sleight
of the blue that is nearly blue, monochrome
intervals are what we are, variations in theme,
grande motif, leitmotif, light years away from any
home.
© Chagall ∞
We all come out in some way
someday we’ll all come out
stand hands at our sides
and be judged
not by peers
but by all.
Were you universally
good by all?
All points shy
are welcome
to a point.
How will you come out?
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
Excited – coming out! I turn the knob,
step through and find, the rear of another closet.
© Chagall 2017
Read me blah! I’m moribund, impressing you with
blah! blah! words I’ve learned today blah! blah!.
© Chagall 2017
I have certainly been less legato of late,
still I’m not quite yet pizzicato.
© Chagall 2017
Watercolor me
Kaleidoscope fine light points
Diffuse me spectral
© Chagall 2017
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