Stories Too Fiery to Sing Too Watery to Whisper
The pleasure of feeling the poem discovering itself is always a particular joy in re…
This is the story of the delirious archer
who could shoot in a state no one would say
was sober yet he hit the bullseye every time
He split eyelashes saplings feathers floating in air in absolute
half yet was so deliriously ecstatic as the world
showed itself to him fully jeweled in every aspect
kaleidoscopically singing in close harmony and revealing to his
bedazzled eyes
the secret meanings of things entirely that he
couldn’t be given seemingly normal responsibilities
but was for all intents and purposes to everyone else
a complete idiot always smiling when not laughing and
always laughing when not sobbing
6/13/05 (from Stories Too Fiery to Sing Too Watery to Whisper)
Categories: Poems, Saints / Awliyya