After Leonora Carrington’s paintingCan I survive the very light I createdIrradiating from the godheadSurrounded by protective angels?The divine quintessence in human formeven wanes the crescent moon while it lights the stars and nebulaefrom within, as in a poem,whereas two philosophers wearing tawny cloaks, with winged beasts lying below their feet, argue about the essence of truth.Is truth enlightenment from... Continue Reading →
Under the auspicious gaze of the Minerva statue in their living room, Phyllisand Florian were preparing their trip to the Montréal botanical gardens. Theywere retired botanists.Florian remembered his botanical mission to Taiwan and said:“We could re-design our garden with the waterscapes of the Japanesegardens.”Phyllis continued: “The exotic exhibit of orchids, irises, and amaryllis shouldbe a... Continue Reading →
After Salvador Dali’s “Sueno causado par el vuelo de una Abeja”, 1944Dali’s goddess of fecundity floatsOn the rock of nudity like a pomegranateBursting open with lucent crimson seeds.She is dreaming of Bernini’s celestial elephant,Levitating between Dali’s earth and the cerulean skyOn the lithe arachnid legs of her own wishful memory.Now a bee buzzes inside the... Continue Reading →
The candid game between the dead barrenNun-Mother and the satyr’s ludic libido grabbleDown the velvet tablecloth near a rose;Glass ocular balls tumble down in disarrayOnto the floor like the taboo-apples from Eve’sTree of knowledge into the orchard-gardenWhen Eden’s primal scene was interrupted.The children sneak into the naughty ball gameTheir mother plays with her Nun-Mother’s ghost,A... Continue Reading →
