Kouros

I took an aimless walk down here, here in a
Green World, wandering pointless as
this day, suspended between May
and June. I can see, under your shirt,
your angular shoulders, about to bloom wide,
and I want so much to
lay my hands on them-- your manhood.
A year or two.
I know I should be looking for
sun-hardened fruit, so I smile
and see you wonder just before
I turn away

Metaphysics-- attempt #1

[My first attempt to describe a particular event. I'm not overly happy with it. I have the feeling that no matter how long I try, I'll only end up producing more attempts... "He was more beautiful than words can express, and Aschenbach felt, as so often already, the painful awareness that language can only praise sensuous beauty, but not reproduce it." It's also really hard not to go off into a cliche-fest. I stole the 9th line from a medieval Chinese story.]

I have seen divine beauty:
A gentle smile on your good face.
Your face, lit from within.
In this white light, all others,
Who I always took as sources of infinite fascination,
have very simply
dimmed.
Let them come and let them go--
Their pretty flesh will be like dirt to me.
I know that you will drive me on, forever,
Sweeten my dreams, and be their consummation.
I have been transfigured.

2 AM-- version 5,831,382.4... beta

[I can't get it right!]

Night hangs black above
the city and below
the sky the side-
walk stretches on

and on and
at its end and
haloed in
orange lamp-
light he stands silent,
smoking