RECUERDO
#I (Granada Blues Deepinthenight)
1- Tapping
of the inevitable dawn,
spilling
wooden petals into dawnfire (A RED GLOBE
FLOATING
ABOVE: A DECLINING MOON)
the
dwarf,
SeƱor
Mundo, climbs the rotted stairway,
staggers
-old cat, violin in hand- this house darkly blotted
in
the grove of pale cherrytrees.
Whispering,
not
knowing when the door had closed.
(ARRIVAL!)
the barrier presents itself.
Standing,
mouth agape, the captive
does
not foresee the aftermath,
(SHIMMERING
HEAT OVER,
OVER)
away
from the circle beyond us
waiting
outside the moving, horizontal stageset,
his
eyes drawn, glancing toward the parched stone hill,
he
raises his head, a man returning.
2- (A
DRUMROLL
SHATTERS
THE WINDOWS) Raise my head in the old way,
the
violin squeaks, the cat yawns, lonely dwarf turns to
the
cornerplace to speak with his vision.
(LA
SIERRA NEVADA: THE PINK FINGERS ACROSS!)
gaze
faltering,
covered
echo, gaze melting, receding, creeping obscurities of light,
widening,
flowering circles: violin, cat, dwarf
(MELTING
THE CORE OF MOUNTAINS) watch the departure of three friends.
3- Tapping
of the insistent night (A RED GLOBE DECLINING:
MOON
IN RAGGED ASCENT)
RW,
first draft 1969, latest draft, 15.XII.92.
Copyright, Rory Winter 2013
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