J’s asphodel -lovingly

                               -after Eileen Tabios’ The Secret Life of an Angel
                               -after Jose Garcia Villa’s “Girl Singing”

Child. Night. Saturn

indestructible lead, tearing
in its lightning, paralysis,
no escape.

Child crying, forever, Night.
I howl to the shaman, come
and sort faded steps out

from decorating stars, from
instilling brightness back to
black blue. Stripped naked

I gathered him:
the forever child who flew
weightless. “Never-ending charm,”

he screamed from Luciferean
death. “From your abyss
I have won you, but you will

fall again,” I uttered. Child.
Night. I ask again & again:
“Will you save me for your

Truth? I did not bet
when you gave your life.”
Child crying. Night. I dreamt

in nonchalant gestures
losing my days, and you
sang the highest notes,

only fearful dogs could hear.
I won the ‘valley of freedom’
walking on violets of sorrow

to meet you. While you
escaped, frightened and
beaten, no concentration

for me in this Hell of sorts.

      (by and © Anny Ballardini)

Comments

[Ernesto Priego]

wow.