Sunday, April 3, 2011

-of Neruda Songs-
Mezzo——
That which is dropped to the lips 
Which is drenched of the river will come 
To carry its verse,
Dark Alto——
To which day's clay?
Mezzo——
To sounds in burnished amber, fatality struck  
In its grey neutrality.   
Dark Alto——
To which horizon has light advanced 
From its clusters?
Which lands?
Whose lands?——
Once known to love, once known to living. Drop of songs
Drop to all rivers.
Mezzo. Dark
Alto——
Whose lips?
Whose lips?——
                           11/25-26/2005, Boston
                          07/03/2006, Santa Fe

                          Fall River, 2010

















  

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