Sunday, October 10, 2004

Jose Garcia Villa
i "met" this guy in my litera1 class... i've bumped into him a couple of times in high school and elementary, but those are casual encounters, and he failed to catch my attention... but i've matured, and my likings for deeper things have developed... this man, whom i never really get to know in person, is now my spiritual companion... i love his poems...

i forgot the url of the sites where i got these poems... uh-oh...

I speak this poem tenderly
It being for you
And
For you only - We were not
Afraid and we did take love
Gorgeously.
We had no fears.
We knew love we knew it and
We were dancers for it
And also
We were rivers, we were moonlight
And also we were winds
As also
We were gods. And all this
Is remembrance, and all this
Is desire.
But also it is love.

AND IF THE HEART CANNOT LOVE
Jose Garcia Villa

And if the heart can not love

death can not cure it nor sleep

no splendor of wound the heart

had no sound

Bloom has escaped it and

birth the miraculous flower

and music and speech

leave it unbewitched

God it can not spell nor sun

nor lover the beautiful word

and it has no sound no sound

nor wound

Lyric 17

I can no more hear Love’s

Voice. No more moves

The mouth of her. Birds

No more sing. Words

I speak return lonely.

Flowers I pick turn ghostly.

Fire that I burn glows

Pale. No more blows

The wind. Time tells

No more truth. Bells

Ring no more in me.

I am all alone singly.

Lonely rests my head.

-O my God! I am dead.

and this is my favorite... since i recited this one in front of the class...

Mostly are we mostless

and neverness is all we become

The Heart is heartless

The tiger is tigerless

Dig up time like a tiger

Dig up the beautiful grave

The grave is graveless

And God is godless

I saw myself reflected

in the great eye of the grave

I saw God helpless

and headless there

Until I put my head on him

Then he uprose - Superb!

He took the body of me

And crumpled me to immortality.

i think i might have screwed up some of the lines... oh great Villa, forgive me for this... i still love your poems...

Morbid Indulgencestarted this journey at10/10/2004