Friday, December 14, 2007

the true cross

constantio teotedesco of romania/transylvania

was applying guma laca to an old piece of furniture

and making it shine like a collector’s garage-kept ’57 buick


this other guy was making in-laid wooden clothes hangers

and i asked why

he said he was doing it for the fun of it

cause no one buys them


i asked his name

and he said Cruccia

the italian word for clothes hanger

i asked if he was joking


he thought i wanted the name of the thing he was making

and i finally got his real name, eugenio


i wasn’t sure if he was kidding

because it sounds like the italian word for genius

but is eugene


it’s tough being a foreigner

passing through, among friends

in a little workshop in roma

a plate engraving (incisione)


half a haze
half a sun
the early morning fisherman

secret love


i love clocks

they keep on ticking

and isn’t it amazing

time doesn’t exist


oh, time is here, we made it so

and you’d better not be late

cause that’s bad,

I know, I know


despite universal laws and regulations

I like clocks anyway

every time, anytime

cause they keep ticking and ticking

wealth revealed

today i went through my sock drawer
the strays and stragglers were gathered
my wife put them together
she is good to me

of course, i could have done the deed
but she is so much more skilled.
it is her lot in life
to be thorough until, at last, there is completion

i now have seventeen pair of clean socks
and more in the dirty clothes
you may as well know me now as i am
the john paul getty of socks