Monday, November 29, 2010

DIALOGUE WITH THE MIRROR

Dialogue with the Mirror



fountain
that never refrains
from drifting its waters
where again?

if I try to stop them,
I take me for a ride;
if I dare follow the tide,
I lose us both of sight

water meant
less to dull
than
to drown

FAITS DIVERS

Gossip magazines
in attendance rooms
may always benefit you
with the very latest news
on who's still alive
and who is otherwise
(like the doc)  already late.
                    
Just as a channeling medium
I get big trouble diagnosing
the living from the dead.
Thus, the last occasion I had
to skim through one of those
involuntary inobituaries,
it came to my system as a shock
to have suddenly rediscovered
the beaming smilingly liveliness
of two guys at least
I had thought previously deceased.

(Oh, just as an afterthought
I should add that out of
sheer scientific instinct,
I double-checked the mags
only to find they all dated back
to two or three years ago.
So, if the methusalahs keep
on business indeed,
I still don't know).