Poetry from Lost Roads PublishersFive poems from Heart Into Soil
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Sitting in the sun Sitting in the sun, he writes and turns the darkness in his heart to the light In the sun he is surprised to see himself That enemy, who stuffs your gut and holds your soul by force, ages you Unspeakable fear takes hold. Sometimes for no good reason you hate yourself. That enemy inside you gets off a good exit line while you doze in the sun Sitting in the sun, he dreams and turns life inside out. This way we can live again, distinguish the too soiled facets. We were young then and careless. Thread hung from torn parts. We didn't know how to use our bodies properly Only sitting in the sun we begin to know love Just as we begin to feel warm and enlightened death--like time malfunctioning --stumbles out from a living short cut with a good poem Sitting in the sun: the light is leading him off from where he's been sleeping away his life Di home page
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