The First Love Letter (Adam to Eve)

Dear Eve, I could do no wrong. I’m only the donor of a rib And not a rib cage hiding a heart That couldn’t stay silent. I only gave what was barely mine. A little projection, one spoke of a chastity belt I wore, until you came into this world. We are not clones, only…

The Liberal

You do not see the other half, the inner orbital The holiness of scripture, the conjecture of prayer Or the riddle of the holy-ghost You ridicule everyone with a faith And take aim at children at heart Flooding innocence in a watershed Of ill-words and profanities. It’s easy – and convenient – to forget that…

The Asian Poet

I read the bantam, the fly weights Of those who define poetic verses and the trade With the western-subjective eye. The beholder’s beauty, Rows of tall maize plants that possess A single trick in photosynthesis, calling themselves the taller ones In stature, the tall fellows to the shorter Asian. They coronate themselves with trinket crowns…

Freedom

The black man plays the harmonica Delta blues that hover like drones in the air And those droning sounds are a strain of patience As resilient as a dromedary camel on a dessert The hump and hoofs that make long journeys Short and the distance between two points A straightening line. Forbearance is a little…

Blue

The lurking eye-liner, peacock tails In all the vibrant cyans, making sad little pockets Argus’s sockets. Blue is the asphalt That grows cold in the night and bakes the feet At sunlit hours. When journeys are etched on Blue roads. Crowded strangers with the strangest Tales to tell – how the lightning took the tallest…