Delight Don’t show me your delights Let them arise unbidden From the snows, the quietude, The ordinary Like a snatch of song at deathbeds Or a rascal mirth Forget the scaffolding and prayers And taming seas with ingenuity, The sinew and the vise of love I’d rather spume and froth, Majestic play, the tangled veil and Slowly, with a grin, Your loosening From nothing, everything ________________________________________________________________________ Emanuel E. García, A Deeper Symmetry, 2014 |