Saturday, January 14, 2012

The grit of time.



Reality is what you can 
manipulate,
green space, stick figures
something
of  time and  space
that puts you
in your own movie.


This scene,
Napoleon's Tomb among gardens of
tobacco plants with whores' purses,
stands alone.
Hundreds of people come and go in the Rotunda, speaking Universal Nonsense
crunching gravel to and fro.
This ordinary grit
their only  presence
on today's 
marbled floors.

6 comments:

  1. Wonderful poems, you may have uploaded a thumbnail of the photo you were intending, however.

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  2. Yes, I uploaded a thumbnail picture. Anything clearer might not have done the job.

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  3. "Reality is what you can manipulate." So many people believe that. I like the "ordinary grit."
    Well done, rosaria!

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  4. I like "speaking Universal Nonsense." Where they talking about politics? :-)

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