White Wedding Sonnets
It’s a Nice Day to Start Again
It’s a nice day for a white wedding
Necessary rivers appear funicular
as the one that leads past Florence
in Pollaiuolo’s Hercules
and Deianeira the damage to which panel
makes it the discontinuous animal
of a less oily century
of an old humidity in which
weakness which is haggling with god
distills to sweeter roue
which lemons at a banquet
even undrunk
cannot compete with as Hercules
aims at the centaur stealing his wife
/
Hey Little Sister What Have You Done
Today a frost light
rules all hated creatures
among which one incessantly
aims at the centaur stealing one’s wife
One cannot compete with/as Hercules
Driving east one does not tell the weather
which lemons at a banquet
to savage or hail
Met by the rumblestrip
one inquires beyond it politely
of a less oily century
What is your animal life?
No labors appear
in Pollaiuolo’s Hercules
/
It’s a Nice Day to Start Again
Driving east one told the weather
to stew and the other asked
“What is your animal life?”
and “What kind of strife
rules the beloved creature?”
One claimed “Its being in our organs
makes it a discontinuous animal”
and the other “Our organs
could be the kind residue
of an old humidity” in which
weakness which is haggling with god
distills to a sweeter roue
Even undrunk
necessary rivers appear funicular
/
It’s a Nice Day to Start Again
One of us demanded a wedding
of an old humidity in which
to stew, and the other asked
that clam shacks on the isthmus
distill to a sweeter roue:
and what kind of strife
even undrunk
drives east and tells the weather
to match its catenary dew?
One claimed its being in our organs
could be the kind residue
of the Other our organs
obscure. The other collected
hygrometers and waited.
/
Look for Something Left in This World
What is your animal life
Asks your wagon wheel while you
Aim at the centaur stealing your wife
It could be a kind residue
That makes you a discontinuous animal
While the centaur dissects her
According to esoteric sagittal
Rules the beloved creature
Performs a last dance with her tether
Of weakness which is haggling with god
Driving east you tell the weather
Gentle please on the temple façade
That will depict her
Where necessary rivers appear funicular
Posted 06/19/11