LEAVE THE SKIN TO THE WIND
He said,
“You look beautiful.”
She
said, “And that’s it?”
turning
your back to the city
you find
all sides of the sylvan solitude
to be
the scariest place on earth
so cold
and windy
lonesome
and desolate
sagging
and desperate
bitter
but
sooner or later
after
some lifetimes
one
gives up on the savior
one
gives up on the devil
one
gives up on love
and
being
understood, or understanding it
now you
might ask
what is
found there, then
in this
bold, unlit reality
uninterpreted, uninterrupted?
I say
precisely:
the end
of conditional love
and
every other
approximately beautiful thing
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THE OBJECT LESSON, FOR ALL OF MEXICO
Swollen Fertile Thighs
a dancer from Tlatilco
the Olmec head was eight feet high
a shock among the conquering Spaniards
was also a giant stone rack
the tzompantli
on which many thousands of human skulls were displayed
A tourist attraction for thousands
became a battleground for hundreds
when Bluejackets engaged Mexican defenders at
Veracruz
in April, nineteen-fourteen
Maximilian and his Mexican general Miguel Miramon
were executed on the Hill of Bells
after the massacre at Cholula
Tata Vasco successfully experimented
with a utopian Indian village, for one
whole year
the Lacandones resisted Christian domination
with a great tenacity and ferocity
& Cortes always dressed in only half the armor used for
battle
used only half a halberd
sat on half a horse,
who likewise wore half a chamfron, over his long
menacing face
when coming into the valley of Popocatepetl
it was there that the audacity of their scheme
became abundantly clear
the grand prospect, picture of the lake cities
laid out before them, required the
conqueror
to spend his entire evening
soothing the fears and wiping the tears
of all the wanderers in his party
And some years later Hidalgo would find
himself,
with rabid rebel army and Virgin of Guadalupe at his
back
at the exact same spot
and in the exact same way
he would peer down into the spectre of Tenochtitlan
only, with awe and humility,
but for love and compassion
but for the flag taken at Atotonilco
the priest spared the city
for he knew the rebel’s rage was uncontrollable
& their passions unsoothable
those passions which are, after all
essential to usurping empires
Hidalgo turned his back on the silver cities
the eagle, the cactus, and the serpent
and was soon captured and tried in Chihuahua
found guilty, defrocked and decapitated in Guanahuato
War dragged on for eleven more years
&
Fastened to a pole
Atop a charred wall
In Guanahuato granary
The holy man’s head
Was made into the object lesson, for all of Mexico
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THE ART OF PAINTING
swallowed by my own mouth
it came
roaring out
of a
tabernacle
which
lie betwixt
two
ancient columns,
long
marble poles, also of my own face
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