Thursday, June 3, 2010

Angela Garcia

Agreements of Body and Voice
No one saw the ones
that were in Giordano Bruno
when he spoke

They did not burn
on borrowed lips
the ones who came from far away

The bonfire that was life
did not go out
in the fire that was death

In spite of Bruno’s pile of cinders
what it bore survives

Each life is no more
than the time assigned
to a man
as a turn of light

And the Voice is loyalty
no uproar hides
from a sharp ear

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