Spiderweb Stanzas III

and when singers wearing summer hats
bound through rustic high grasses in fields
plucking the daisies and marigolds
i want to wear your smile on my sleeve
and kiss you goodnight
under the crush of the beaming sun

Spiderweb Stanzas II

my words are old men who hide behind
shades pretending to play dominoes
cards or chess on
benches in parks
while they silently scheme
on swimming the waves of your rambling breasts

2 Days After Valentine's Day Playlist

Enjoy.





1. Marvin Gaye - Funk Me
2. Steve Arrington - Last Nite, Nite Before
3. Isley Brothers - Choosey Lover
4. Harold Melvin & The Bluenotes - Hope That We Can Be Together Soon
5. Minnie Riperton - Can You Feel What I'm Sayin
6. Bill Withers - Let Me Be The One You Need
7. Ken Boothe - Look What You've Done For Me
8. Patrinell Staten - Little Love Affair
9. Babyface - Whip Appeal
10. The Whispers - Say Yes
11. Luther Vandross - Love Won't Let Me Wait
12. Isaac Hayes - Ike's Rap III/ Your Love Is So Doggone Good
13. Love Unlimited Orchestra - Baby Blues

Spiderweb Stanzas I

my poetry is a dreaming devil
shortsighted and sensuous
hoping only to grope your hand
and perhaps your innerwrist

To be thy lips is a sweet thing and small.

Thy fingers make early flowers of
all things.
thy hair mostly the hours love:
a smoothness which
sings, saying
(though love be a day)
do not fear, we will go amaying.

thy whitest feet crisply are straying.
Always
thy moist eyes are at kisses playing,
whose strangeness much
says; singing
(though love be a day)
for which girl art thou flowers bringing?

To be thy lips is a sweet thing
and small.
Death, Thee i call rich beyond wishing
if this thou catch,
else missing.
(though love be a day
and life be nothing, it shall not stop kissing).

- e.e. cummings

the self I pretend to be (in this moment) by Ricardo Reis

Since we do nothing in this confused world
That lasts or that, lasting, is of any worth,
And even what’s useful for us we lose
So soon, with our own lives,
Let us prefer the pleasure of the moment
To an absurd concern with the future,
Whose only certainty is the harm we suffer now
To pay for its prosperity.
Tomorrow doesn’t exist. This moment
Alone is mine, and I am only who
Exists in this instant, which might be the last
Of the self I pretend to be.

- Ricardo Reis (Fernando Pessoa)

Meaning

When I die, I will see the lining of the world.
The other side, beyond bird, mountain, sunset.
The true meaning, ready to be decoded.
What never added up will add Up,
What was incomprehensible will be comprehended.
- And if there is no lining to the world?
If a thrush on a branch is not a sign,
But just a thrush on the branch? If night and day
Make no sense following each other?
And on this earth there is nothing except this earth?
- Even if that is so, there will remain
A word wakened by lips that perish,
A tireless messenger who runs and runs
Through interstellar fields, through the revolving galaxies,
And calls out, protests, screams.

- Cczeslaw Milosz