IMAGINATION

 

IMAGINATION

December’s chill

warmth from Lorca

a gift from Hafiz

in all sizes from Kerouac

flowing along with Ferlinghetti

stretching as far to Plato

arriving with Sophocles

Sophocles “sometimes as work begins to flow”

Plato “God is our guardian and we, Possession...”

Ferlinghetti “...there is no end to the doors of perception...”

Kerouac “tell the children the little otay story of magic”

Hafiz “Greatness

      is always built upon he foundation

      the ability

      to appear, to speak and act

      as the most

      common

      man...”

Lorca “...What man can travel this long road

and not fill up his soul With crazy arabesques?...”

Especially when swimming

in the rivers of 2500 years

like an ocean’s spray

or a thunder storm

and a lightning flashing

giving sample to what is

in the darkness

as an unseen force

rips open

peeling away

both comfort

and complacence

revealing joy

eternity is too big

and the storms leave no guess

stand or hide

I need that concentrated

imagination

A. MENDOZA, 12-2017