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Ode Por El Amor Imprevisto
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Ode Por El Amor Imprevisto JOHN D. FRY —after Lorca you, born beneath fire’s flickering sign, sigil, Spring’s star-spangled sky I would gather in wordless dark all colors blur becoming, alchemical, clear ♦ ♦ ♦ every one of the ten thousand sparks of you light I would cup, drink as you kindle, as you catch ♦ ♦ ♦ when I split the piece of wood when I picked up the stone —luminous, you were there ♦ ♦ ♦ I have huddled like a vagrant beside the burning trashcan shelter of the alphabet twenty-six figures of fire ♦ ♦ ♦ Ode Por El Amor Imprevisto ♦ 107 harbor for the world gone cold, my bare hands ♦ ♦ ♦ throughout these candled hours moment by angel-attended moment this rosary bead by bead of days away from nights without ♦ ♦ ♦ tú, hermoso, que te quiero hermoso, verde viento, verdes ramas bajo la luna gitana beneath a Tejano full moon en this nepantla, shimmering fermata, late South Texan night ♦ ♦ ♦ —esta noche, if every word in the world rhymes can you hear the Babel of my breathing ♦ ♦ ♦ take flint from that fallen star to this tinder box more fragile than fruit, more breakable than glass played by ivory keys your teeth my heart —for Frank Lozano ...