Four Morning Poems
[1] Before & After
Before knowing you, desire Was a steam locomotive chugging In and out of the grand concourse Of my body.
After finding you, I see it Steaming and stamping inside, Waiting for your light feet Now roving in my veins, To embark and depart Into those strange weathers Of my interior.
[2] Hymn
Rain, and an overcast Sabbath morning. I am not a believer. I am only sure Of these things I now know:
Your laughter that kept me awake, And then roused me from my sleep Last night; the nave of your ribs In which I kneel and call your name, The copulas of your breasts in which I hear distant thunder, and this bell In your belly, I toll with my tongue, In thanksgiving, in want.
[3] Ark
This house is the ark. These are the animals Of land, air, and water.
However entwined with You, I can’t tell which One of us is Noah!
[4] What He Said: (after Kuruntokai)
From the dense groves of waving palms This evening, I, Mayon, The dark-bodied god of herdsmen Drive the thirty-two grazing White cows across the hills and vales, Chewing on the white flesh of a tender Coconut, towards where jasmine beads The dark stand of her hair.
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