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
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