Thursday, March 27, 2014

enveloped in a cloud
by Roberto Lavidez

the body
and mind
operated
in distinct
realms
the whole
fascinating
vision
vanished
enveloped
in a cloud
the omission
of a once
glimmering
memory
never rectified
conflicting
drives
mirrored
in the
paradoxical
behavior
placing
the ultimate
metaphysical
questions
at the center
like a
scaffolding
designed to
support
an edifice
bridled
under such
nickel and
dime nonsense
the necessity
to make a
moral stand
the struggle
frequently
invoked as
pedagogically
necessary
given the
desperate
state of many
embittered
broken and
disillusioned
thought is
impossible
without
universal
language
operating
according
to universal
laws delivered
in a plethora
of prose
to the very end
as foolish and
hysterical as ever
the coincidence
of minds
entirely opposed
imbued with
the nature of
the object it is
meditating on
to resolve the
question of
evil in its
ultimate form
and its closest
proximity to
the heavenly
throne of Zeus

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Sunday, March 23, 2014

the new reality
by Roberto Lavidez

we grow up
in perpetual
insecurity
uncomfortably
close to
nihilist despair
the crux of
the matter was 
exactly that
an atmosphere
of unrelieved
tension 
and gloom
resembling 
that of the 
restlessness
of myth
to accommodate
the new reality
anything less
would be
incomprehensible
unrealistic and
unacceptable
we always 
have to be 
aware of
the enemy 
within
the many 
different shapes 
and forms
human beings
endure
deprivation of
consciousness
of reason
of human
dignity
living in
the shadows
of terror
human nature
is not cast
in bronze
longing for
a glimmer
of sense
in a world
that came
about
through
a mistake
the idea
that there is
no smoke
without fire
fails to draw
the necessary
conclusions
intellectuals
with blood
and sweat are
rusting away
perhaps
the better
for the 
struggle
life experience
vindicates
man’s nostalgic
approach to
the future
to have the
right thought
provocations
to rise above
the clutter
kites are flown
and balloons
are sent
into the sky
into an intimate
embrace of
the unimaginable
no need to look
for supernatural
explanations
there is nothing
like it before

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Thursday, March 20, 2014

a different story
by Roberto Lavidez

to remember
one thing
is to let
another
slip from
remembrance
no one could
envision
anything else
making
the putz
understand
the reality
of life
why me
why me
why is this
happening
to me
needs a
rescue effort
to bail oneself
out of his
dilemma
to recognize
his own
impulses
burdened
with the
forgetting
of all those
parts of
ourselves
we want
to forget
echoes
from our
ancestors
fanatically
convinced of
their presence
although they
remain invisible
perhaps it
does not seem
obvious that
something
is amiss
something
that tends
to fade
into the
background
too vague
to constitute
a definite
threat
under
the noses
of an
unsuspecting
world
avoiding
a sensation
of helplessness
dominating
our dream
thoughts
like the tail
wagging still
after its head
has been
cut off
or the vision
of a mermaid
drowning
in a sea
of deep
desire
if nothing
matters
there is
nothing
to save
the story
would
have been
completely
different

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Tuesday, March 18, 2014

taking a stand
by Roberto Lavidez

you take
a stand
as if you’re
a minority
when all
resistance
is broken
all dignity
is destroyed
so much
suffering
that remained
to be alleviated
tragedy to be
rehabilitated
in an amoral
and frivolous
century
bringing about
the loss and
redemption
of many
breaking the
system down
from within
taking the
middle path
between
pragmatism
and utopia
discovering
the secret
knowledge
of the
entire world
to shield us
from the
irrational
oscillations
of history
when we are
pulled aside
and threatened
with hanging
it may come
with dramatic
suddenness
blaze above
the beauty of
the fields
and the
machinations
of guile
coming to
nothing
a broken
window of
a hundred
brittle shards
not capable
of being
understood
until the
time is ripe
transmuting
the stuff of
everyday
experience
into images
a delusion
offering
escape
from the
realities
of life
a reverie
on a lost
civilization
everything
on earth
seemed to
spiral into
the abyss
failing
just as the
flower falls
or something
heavy or 
weighty that 
comes out
of the sky
glimpsed
a way
to end such
wavering
there is just
nothing
you could do
but take 
a stand

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Sunday, March 16, 2014



to live through
by Roberto Lavidez

raising a
new voice
for all
the world
to hear
with three
hands
tied behind
your back
you drop
a bomb
and it falls
on the just
and the unjust
to piece
the darkness
which hangs
over entire
peoples
obscuring
their own
history and
contemporary
struggles
there would
seem to be
some great
headaches
ahead
because
of the
incompleteness
of our
knowledge
complex
feelings
and private
thoughts
the kind
that carries
with it
the seeds
of its own
destruction
to live through
a long life
of slavery
living in
a state of
alienation
living
with grief
and anger
sullen hatred
at cruelties
a gangrene
that needed
to be excised
in the bonds
of wretchedness
and misfortune
temptation
to conquer
the demon
letting the
true nature
of scoundrels
be known
and then
to save
mankind
marked
by the
expectation
of eventual
annihilation
a whole
system is
beginning
to emerge
to pass
without
delay
from fear
to confidence
a completely
decisive role
in the
difference
between
salvation and
damnation
preferring
to live
while one
is still alive

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Thursday, March 13, 2014

the hound
by Roberto Lavidez


the thousand
mysterious
wet smells
of the night
illuminate
moments
in the last
million years
of human
evolution
the door
of time
is thrown
wide open
like the sun
was coming
out again
grazing
pastures
and fields
of grain
stretching to
the horizon
forces
irresistibly
drawn toward
one another
designed
to purify
men and
make them
start afresh
small dark
squiggles
in the
emptiness
dazzled
puzzled and
infuriated
at the
expense
of the
entrenched
global
hierarchy
actors for
social order
denigrate
the cultural
world of the
defeated
as some
prophets
of new
civilization
argue
some people
are more or
less equal
than others
just as
the hound
serving as
intermediary
between
hunter
and hares
explains his
subsequent
metamorphosis
or rather his
colossal effort
of coming to
terms with
oneself

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