Renato N. Mascardo, 11 august 2018
hearth cake and water
pursued
by ahab
and jezebel prophet
elijah ended up in the
desert
thirsty
hungry tired and
so unlike job he asked
his lord to end it all under
the broom
tree with
a noosed rope but
gabe the angel smacked him with its
wing and
said you
are a man not
a mayfly elijah
you need to climb horeb so eat
and drink
grumbling
he complained what
am i a horse that drinks
water i prefer ale or wine
so gabe
smacked him
again and he
ate the hearth cakes drank the
water and slept under the shrub
until
gabe smacked
him a third time
with its trumpet this time
shouting wake up sluggard and go
to the
mountain
already for
the lord has things to do
other than waiting for you there
as a
burning
bush and so
the prophet went to the
mountain because the mountain won't come to the
prophet//
renato
friday 10 august 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 4 august 2018
first red ribbon
each dawn
bar Sabbath day
flakelets fell upon the
ground bewildered we asked manna
manna
meaning
what what without
knowing we could eat them
til one baked bread eaten on the
sabbath//
renato
saturday 4 august 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 3 august 2018
habagat
ah the
southwest wind brings
thunderclaps and raindrops
playing staccato notes keenly
upon
the roof
it's been awhile
since i have savored the
vapors of alimuom before
the rain//
renato
3 august 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 29 july 2018
po
strange it
sounds at first to
the ears after all the
years away back home again this
stranger
in a
strange land where age
at long last bestows a
monosyllabled title on
the old
when prose
is riddled with
honorific after
honorific it takes some getting
used to//
renato
sunday 29 july 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 30 may 2018
linguae ignes
legions
upon legions
of tongues of fire flew out
from the spirit in search of the
chosen
on that
Pentecost day
most found their marks in the
city of david except for
a squad
that lost
its bearings and
entered a roomful of
cooks in caesarea perching
on the
crowns of
bewildered men
these fiery tongues flamed
out and so the shish kebab
was born//
renato
tuesday 29 may 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 19 february 2018
yes and no
asking
whether she loves
me or not she merely
smiles in her quantum way leaving me
hanging//
renato
sunday 18 february 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 14 february 2018
asymmetry
love when
less than requited
bears bitterness in
its wake//
renato
wednesday 14 february 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 20 november 2017
terpsichore
the muse
tapped Anetand
you to share with us your
joy on the floor void now of a
bel-esprit//
renato
monday 20 november 2017
Renato N. Mascardo, 21 october 2017
simeon
enough
enough oh lord
this babe in my arms has
heard my beating heart full of joy i can now
depart
renato
saturday 21 october 2017
Renato N. Mascardo, 21 october 2017
in time
has it
been that long since
our minds touched
has it
been ages since
we spoke in whispers
has it
been such a long
while since we looked at each other
and smiled
like oil
time smoothens the
the jagged edges of
the memories that we shared in
the past
but now
that you are no
longer here i wait for
memories of life without you
to smoothen
in time//
renato
friday 20 october 2017
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