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I Was Once

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I was once

part of my dad

and also part of

my mother

 

later but not so

literally I was part

of someone else’s

 

further I will be part

of the trees’ roots

contributing to the

flowers’ beauty

 

part of water

somewhere in

the sky all along

I was part of god

 

but here you

stiffen and say

I cannot

 

prove it

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This poem is on page 55 of the published bilingual collection California Notebooks 02.

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Pick Me Up

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peaceful the dust
lingers on my shelves

I touch books thrown
back in time where

is all that mind
knowledge gone

the people that
walked with me

transmuted no
stone left unturned

no thing left the same
I let dust be as

my eyes scan spines
bleached by the

sunlight come
god pick me up

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Islands Do Float

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after decades spent
in the seriousness of being
pondering judging achieving

fastening my seat belt
to the land of lightness
where islands do float

as all my thoughts
in enchanted bliss
here silently I’m

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This poem appears in the first volume of the “California Notebooks”.

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A Petal – California Notebooks

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a petal can lead
to an expanse of flowers

of poetry and lightness
surprisingly colored

to an internal suburban world
projecting me with telescopic

vision toward the earth I who
believes to be above it

within not yet under
I who believe and know no more

I who believes evermore that
I’m and nothing else matters

who loves to live an atom
at a time my own explosion

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This poem appears in the first volume of the California Notebooks.

 

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Split In Two

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I’m split in two

by the desire to
sit and meditate

and travel madly
to new landscapes

travel nonetheless

new either way
yet the excitement

of moving on the territory
yet the serenity

of exploring the nearby

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This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02 

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To The End

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we all walk
bundled up on
winter days
but the dogs

jump for joy

the old man
will not sit by
his fire he takes
himself out

slowly stretching
his steps next
to the lines
of poplars

he will walk to
the end not
a thought
of surrender

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Its Shape

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and then
there was that
truck fading away
into the curve after
having committed a
crime I witnessed
I knew I could be
of help if I memorized
the plate but I could
remember only three
numbers and its
shape – none
when I woke up

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