Wednesday, March 14, 2007

CONJURATION POETICS

Once, I stepped
into a
story

I thought belonged
to me.
--from "Bailar o Morir"

No, nosy peeps. I don't actually have a "beach house." But what I do have is a desire for one. Combine that with a 1,000% batting average for poetic conjuration and ... I poeticize the beach house so that, someday, I will have one.

Oh, I know I will have one...

Poetry, like flamenco, is always about truth:

Flamenco contains Ten
Commandments. First,
Dame

la verdad
.

This is writing one's reality: "...Poetry // as a way / of flesh-and-blood / living."

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