Destroyer

None will ever claim to have destroyed me.

None has ever cast me underfoot.

None has ever dared raise their hand on me

or hurl words meant to hurt.

I am no weakling.

I am not one to fidget.

I am not one to budge

nor am I one to prostrate.

I am not one to show a weakness

for I have none.

None will ever harness

what will always be one.

I can play with my foes

and my lovers alike

in the fashion of felines,

I can swallow their bones

or just leave them in stacks,

stripped of their very import,

for I have power beyond measure,

for I have wrath beyond reckoning,

for I am a destroyer.

If this be the verse, this be the news

"It is difficult to get the news from poems yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there."

William Carlos Williams, American poet and physician (1883-1963)

Fragment #11

Your smile, in the half-light of the drowsy bedroom,

discernible in the thin shaft slanting through the louver,

is like a sleeping dragon,

breathing slowly through a century-long sleep,

never has sun shone through jalousies with such passion.

Corps

 

Corps-sujet (corps-je-ils-nous-tu)

Corps-dépendant-à-corps-défendant

Corps à corps

Corps-décor(um)

Corps-frontière (corps-Schengen)

Corps-fierté-corps-lié

Corps-re-source

Corps-ex-sculpture

Corps-citadelle (corps-Samarkand)

Corps-action-(axiome)

Corps-à-dessein

Corps-armé-pétition

Corps-ouvert-fermé

Corps-si-leste-céleste

Corps-cœur-de-pierre

Corps-de-contact

Corps-détruit-intact

Corps-sain-produit

Corps-vigile (corps-musée)

Corps-étendard

Corps-de-principe

Corps-muet (corps-secret)

Corps-sacré-corps-fin-en-soi

Corps-centre-O