nightdreaming

nightdreaming

or, how to make friends & influence people

a poem by a Faust

who do you think you are, &

who would i be to that you?

leave me that door ajar, then

ask do you have this view

when people have spoken of luck

what they mean they'd rather not say

come knock me my own secret knock

then answer as if there's a way

torture is needlessly hoping

to benefit some from the pain

then from the hopelessness needing

some right to be happy again

beauty's true & truth is beautiful, not every one — perhaps

but to dally with the one is to let the other lapse

MEMENTO AMORI

MEMENTO AMORI

Vel, Ad Libitum Meum Dicatum Coboli Auctoribus Obscurae Restrictaeque

AD HOC ARBITRIUM POEMA FAUSTAE FEMINAE

 

to as yet unmet stranger that might possibly meet this my attempting

even now as nothing yet

to tell them — some way & how — how they’re Beauty, could be —

wordlessness most infinite 

— at once — seen — & seen seeing — most delicious reflecting

possibility shining like light 

— & moment most rare — an it happen — somehow to me.

harmonies sweet soft & bright 

imagined communication reaches across space and time 

wordlessness now quite unsought

(though i’ve only this verse with which to make do)

what i’ll’ve said be somehow caught

yours reaches back somehow even to mine — 

that best ourselves be somehow shown

as i would this future thought remind you

in words like these i feel i’ve yet to hone:

so i must needs & do yet revise, refine.

HAEC SCRIPSI, UT QUISQUIS EXTRANEUS EST, QUI ME NATURALITER DILIGIT, FOVEATUR, UT CASUS FAVEAT, ET IN PROCESSU NUTRIAMUR, ET OPERA SINGULA INDE MAGNI FIANT.