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Liberatore Suffoletta

The Eddy between two Rivers

Misty april rain caresses my cheek
drops fall down my neck
sending shivers down my spine.
Is it the rain?
Or is it you?
Over a concrete garden
the snap of salt
your heart and mine
we start again
as the sun removes
the small silk undergarments
of the now naked blue sky
revealing the eddy of two rivers,
the vortex that enthralls
Is it the sky?
Is it you?

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Modern Love IX

The humid night peals my body
of frenzied kisses, like thunderbolts
in my heroic epic. divided
only by dreams, dreams of all
that experience denied us, dreams
in forward-time, in backward-time
Desire grows in both directions.
My dreams have less soul, you
have more freedom
like memories
of ocher pride

A typhoon arrives,
your here and there
veined porcelain body
in fear of an external wave
anchors itself in my arms,
like an eternal fish hooked
by my distant rapid heartbeat
of earthly karma

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Modern Love XXXV (Manhattan's white flowers)

I always saw these
beautiful white flowers
blossoming in March,
as I walked the streets
of east Manhattan in my
garden. I strolled
from 77th to 92nd street
and Madison to 3rd avenue

This year, for some
reason it will be
in April,
This year, for some
reason it will be
in April, say the
tiny chickadees.

So, during this winter
let us meet during a storm
and after sitting

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Homage to Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz-Sonnet 145

Sonnet 145

The thing of it is, you see
this brightly colored deceit
displaying all the many charms of art
a cunning deception of hints and hues
this mystery hidden in a riddle
disguised as an epigram which
sheer flattery duels attempting to evade
its stark horror and false syllogisms
each dawn vanquishing its vanities
triumphing over age and oblivion
with forgiveness and forgetfulness
The thing of it is, you see
Contrivance, vanity, artifice
delicate kisses stranded in the wind
failed joint defenses against our fate
a one way journey, a terrible mistake
a decrepit frenzy, more rightly viewed
as a corpse, some dust, a shadow

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Modern Love LXX

Modern Love LXX

First chill of autumn
summer has
fallen out of love

cold wind descends
where yesterday
geraniums smiled

autumn breeze
flowers tremble
like aching hearts
winter is launched
a piece of memory -
green tea cermony!

Chilled autumn rain
marigolds dance
upon the meadow

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Modern Love XXXII (Okie the zen golden retreiver)

Evening star gives eternal kisses of fireflies
to the dark face of the moon
the joyful moon cracks an ocher grin
and falls in love with a reflection
on the green river
the red tails of dancing fireflies
escape from the moon's mouth
into the adoration
Racoons take off their masks
preparing for bed
the river politely refuses
to carry the lunar mirror
leaves it at the waterfall's door
who returns it to the evening star
during the moon's void
a mocking bird awakens the meditating trees
the rocks hidden under the falls miss the sun
the sun's lover lives an hour of light years away
the lunar grin, reflection, evening star
seek hiding places from the dawn

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The Almond Tree

This snowy cold December morning
the pen
is full of almond branches, leaves
and black gnarled twigs covered
with white blossoms
the scent of that tree is intoxicating
for here on the real earth,
such trees do not ripen,
nor bear the fruit of that tree.

As children our first movement is to sing joyous songs,
innocent voices, filling mountains and dales with arias.
As adults our first movement is toward joy,
yet we give it away, venting full expression
to a gloomy tho not unfamiliar view of life.
once delighted with the world as children
now the world is in a tangle,
for opened eyes have seen only the glow of fires,
massacres, injustices, humiliations,
and the unrelenting shame

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Modern Love LXXI (Kama Sutra-Sat Nam)

Kama Sutra, simple kiss
straight kiss, first kiss
bent kiss, movie kiss
stolen kiss, spicy kiss
forehead kiss, eye kiss
cheek kiss, throat kiss
bosom kiss, breast kiss
lip kiss, mouth kiss
Hear the click clack
Kiss of intention
Kiss that kindles love
Kiss that awakens
Kiss that turns away
Kiss back of knees
Kiss insteps
Kiss ear lobes
Sat Nam
Embrace forehead
embrace eyes,
embrace face

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Modern Love XXXIV (sun and moon in love)

enamored moon rides a saddle of tears
wearing a belt of silver pistols
on a black star drenched stallion
tender sun wears four bodices of dawn
stretches arms of strawberry orange
above a horizon of sleeping lionesses

moon has only one color, love

moon has adored sun for eternity
letting crickets sing his lament
of dew kisses on flowers
sun rides a gondola of virginal fears
on a periwinkle ocean, peeking beneath
Icebergs pretending to be clouds
fate tempts the moon to invite sun
for a walk by green river, out beyond burr,
thistle, with fireflies orange light
on the hawthorn and reeds
maiden sun, blushing crimson red, accepts

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Modern Love V

The spring's audio tempest brings a mauve sunrise alarm full of chirping avarian prayers.

The gust's mouths open the blackness with yawns
while awakening dewy green fertile cornfields.

The stabbing wind's hands paint dalisque clouds on the innocent blue-sky like flapping white kerchiefs of goodbye to memories.

The infinite wind's broken heart flutters and emotes warm misty tears while performing to silent love's audience.

Among ancient swaying trees the mezzo tenor wind's song jumps around like Verdi's Egyptian victory march.

The whispering wind reveals its secret, as it churns the ocean's floor, touching the delicate pearl in your salty oyster.

Pirate whirling wind, that gathers quickly and steals away
forever-excessive foliage and spent hearts, like fluttering arrows of parrots.

Whimsical warm wind that melts your
winter ardor like a foamless tasmanian wave, spent and resting ashore in your damp tomb.

Your lip's kisses are deserting and diving back to your heart rather than waging an equinox battle with summer's breeze.

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