Poesie inserite da Silvana Stremiz

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I cried at Pity - not at Pain -
I heard a Woman say
"Poor Child" - and something in her voice
Convinced me - of me -
So long I fainted, to myself
It seemed the common way,
And Health, and Laughter, Curious things -
To look at, like a Toy -

To sometimes hear "Rich people" buy -
And see the Parcel rolled -
And carried, I suppose - to Heaven,
For children, made of Gold -

But not to touch, or wish for,
Or think of, with a sigh -
And so and so - had been to me,
Had God willed differently.

I wish I knew that Woman's name -
So when she comes this way,
To hold my life, and hold my ears
For fear I hear her say

She's "sorry I am dead" - again -
Just when the Grave and I -
Have sobbed ourselves almost to sleep,
Our only Lullaby.

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Empty my Heart, of Thee -
It's single Artery -
Begin, and leave Thee out -
Simply Extinction's Date -
Much Billow hath the Sea -
One Baltic - They -
Subtract Thyself, in play,
And not enough of me
Is left - to put away -
"Myself" meanth Thee -

Erase the Root - no Tree -
Thee - then - no me -
The Heavens stripped -
Eternity's vast pocket, picked.

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We talked as Girls do -
Fond, and late -
We speculated fair, on every subject, but the Grave -
Of our's, none affair -
We handled Destinies, as cool -
As we - Disposers - be -
And God, a Quiet Party
To our authority -

But fondest, dwelt upon Ourself
As we eventual - be -
When Girls, to Women, softly raised
We - occupy - Degree -

We parted with a contract
To cherish, and to write
But Heaven made both, impossible
Before another night.

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I like to see it lap the Miles -
And lick the Valleys up -
And stop to feed itself at Tanks -
And then - prodigious step
Around a Pile of Mountains -
And supercilious peer
In Shanties - by the sides of Roads -
And then a Quarry pare

To fit it's sides
And crawl between
Complaining all the while
In horrid - hooting stanza -
Then chase itself down Hill -

And neigh like Boanerges -
Then - punctual as - a Star
Stop - docile and omnipotent
At it's own stable door.

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It ceased to hurt me, though so slow
I could not see the trouble go -
But only knew by looking back -
That something - had obscured the Track -
Nor when it altered, I could say,
For I had worn it, every day,
As constant as the Childish frock -
I hung upon the Peg, at night.

But not the Grief - that nestled Close
As Needles - ladies softly press
To Cushions Cheeks -
To keep their place -

Nor what consoled it, I could trace -
Except, whereas 'twas Wilderness -
It's better - almost Peace.

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A Toad, can die of Light -
Death is the Common Right
Of Toads and Men -
Of Earl and Midge
The privilege -
Why swagger, then?
The Gnat's supremacy is large as Thine -
Life - is Another Thing -
So measure Wine -
Naked of Flask - Naked of Cask -
Bare Rhine -
Which Ruby's mine?

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Inconceivably solemn!
Things so gay
Pierce - by the very Press
Of Imagery -
Their far Parades - order on the eye
With a mute Pomp -
A pleading Pageantry -

Flags, are a brave sight -
But no true Eye
Ever went by One -
Steadily -

Music's triumphant -
But a fine Ear
Winces with delight
Are Drums too near.

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I gave myself to Him -
And took Himself, for Pay,
The Solemn Contract of a Life
Was ratified, this way -
The Wealth might disappoint -
Myself a poorer prove
Than this great Purchaser suspect,
The Daily Own - of Love

Depreciate the Vision -
But till the Merchant buy -
How Fable - in the Isles of Spice -
The subtle Cargoes - lie -

At least - 'tis Mutual - Risk -
Some - found it - Mutual Gain -
Sweet Debt of Life - Each Night to owe -
Insolvent - every Noon.

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I had been hungry, all the Years -
My Noon had Come - to dine -
I trembling drew the Table near -
And touched the Curious Wine -
'Twas this on Tables I had seen -
When turning, hungry, Home
I looked in Windows, for the Wealth
I could not hope - for Mine -

I did not know the ample Bread -
'Twas so unlike the Crumb
The Birds and I, had often shared
In Nature's - Dining Room -

The Plenty hurt me - 'twas so new -
Myself felt ill - and odd -
As Berry - of a Mountain Bush -
Transplanted - to a Road -

Nor was I hungry - so I found
That Hunger - was a way
Of persons Outside Windows -
The entering - takes away.

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The Body grows without -
The more convenient way -
That if the Spirit - like to hide
It's Temple stands, always,
Ajar - secure - inviting -
It never did betray
The Soul that asked it's shelter
In solemn honesty.