becopoetry

Poetry Music Thoughts and Reflections

Haiku — November 10, 2017
A Song Under Water — November 1, 2017
— October 10, 2017
Bluestone lips — August 5, 2017

Bluestone lips

behind the mirror

 

your rough skin and thick neck

 

my face delivered into working hands

a river salt leached in compounded tide

palms breathing internally like a cup

heels compressed into my chin

into the folds of my forehead

skin peeled fingers

bearing weight

 

your shoulders braced away from wrists

 

 

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The ‘Special Needs’ of Poetry — July 25, 2017
Plato’s Last Supper — June 10, 2017
Passport — April 24, 2017

Passport

1.

on turquoise ground

rooftops are flag forced

revolution red

 

risking reprisals

yellow stars are ripped

only on city outskirts

 

in homage to a stolen lama

Shigaste restaurateurs

pull curtains

over Beijing’s chosen Panchen

 

but back in the capital

binoculars pore over prostrations

and Buddha’s blessings are molested

at temple gate checkpoints

 

machine gun operators

operating their lungs

over chanting nomads

 

om mani padma hung

clockwise hum plaited

in the sound hair of pilgrims

 

melting butter

in the sage fired

Jokhang air

 

in the base of my belly

in my neck

behind my eyes

in my right breast

 

a tourist attraction

 

one way permeability

 

all Tibetan passports

were confiscated in 2012

 

2.

my train reverses

a forty-hour goodbye

 

in the smoke-filled carriage

the beige borders blur

ranges melt

 

I meet an airport gate

I transit out

 

waves folding on the sound

of the 747

 

Air Asia knees

white slippers under blanket

 

in the seat pocket

my travel guide

 

written in English and Chinese

bought at a Beijing station

 

and permitted to enter and leave

Lhasa

Tibet

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