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Tag Archives: Ben Nardolilli
Recollections and Mathematics
In this memory, now a dream, I walk Closer, breaking the boards of the porch With my own nervousness approaching A head, mostly white, with a few desperate Strands of red clinging on the base, My hair is now like … Continue reading
The Great Bataan Dance
His secret was to find yesterday Reborn into the present one, For today to contain the seed Of tomorrow’s twenty-four hours Bearing the fruits of labors Mirrored again for another day, No feature sharpened or sweetened With spurs or bumps … Continue reading
Wonderland
We both stared when the buck fell on its face, You told me that you were hungry, That was all you felt it was safe to feel, So we left the body before it could become A corpse and a … Continue reading
Your Old-Fashioned Tirade
I can feel the salt Swirling and circling To burrow out my nose, I know what divides us. It is so broad and flat, And yet filled With so many peaks, You are right to fear drowning. There is solid … Continue reading
The One Chief Task
Is to do something You’ve never seen anyone else do, Carry a handkerchief Through the breeze of the world And never let anyone dirty it, To keep it white as the moon When the sun has fallen. Keep it away … Continue reading
Cenotaph Reflections
There is much to admire of these constructions, How lifelike the statues of the dead are, The grace of columns and the stone’s color, How the shade highlights those mourning, And the bright blooms of flowers in wreaths. Here there … Continue reading