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6 Fragmented Poems

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by Salvatore Difalco

Helios Telos

Beloved fire
love me from afar face obscured   
except when celestial lights   
stir hearts in sleep or in fields
where laughter glitters lovely—
blessed
the green called golden
now spirit   
now a fate that hides
or saves us.

Alcyoneus Shift

No hope seen   alive   
the remains now
except when naked & alone—
soul go down the road   
to an unknown home. At dawn
of that uncertain day
of that yawning gulf
of that merciless pull
I imagine a fellow traveler
on yellow ground. But nothing
resembles him on earth—
face like axe-wood
or something far less beautiful.

Noesis of the Nous

He exists outside of human time
as if anyone on earth
anyone besides familiar others
fully loved him as depicted
unabashed & blessed.
Also clearly now love
still leads to praising his virtues
as if perfection gave comfort to troubles
yet what in that perfection
would lead to divinity?

Helmets of Hammered Bronze

In valleys where songs
of weary soldiers sound
& pines of smoke rise
& where I sit & scorn   
the deliquescing illusions
& on hills where I recall   
& grieve extinguished lives   
& vanquished hopes, I
pray for a storm to come
& wash away any lingering
doubts that we were lost.

Anaxagoras in Eclipse

This nostalgic atmosphere
could hold me
in the ruins I made of my past.

Plotinus Sunset

This nostalgic atmosphere
could hold me
in the ruins I made of my past.

Plotinus Sunset

Whether he is the only One   
of eternal ideas & eternal wisdom—
still refuses to see arrayed in sensible form
the transitory spoils
or supernal revolutions of
another earth—
greener, richer, deeper—
or another star, sharper than the Sun.

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