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Renato N. Mascardo, 25 january 2012
sounds of silent ironies
mishaps and misalliances
one
unburied
the hurt
must have been overmuch that
you had to hang yourself
fresheting
your pain
inundated with guilt the ones
you left behind
two
beyond the besotted
muddle of intimacies and ethanol
after the flaying Santa Ana winds
of your passion falter no
longer propelling the windmills
of your errant heart
when the slow grindstones
of your mind finally catch up
in the coldness and clarity
of the break of dawn
you find yourself alone
free
finally
renato
tuesday 24 january 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 18 march 2012
the reason for writing
postcard
i could have phoned i know but i did not
i could have skyped or texted but decided not
instead these lines in my slanting cursive
halter the skelter of this headlong day and
for a moment remind that i remember you
and will exist not between two hard covers
but just between me and you//
renato
sunday 18
march 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 26 april 2012
particle physics of the heart
in the act of choosing
like the cosmos above and around us
the past between us is studded with
memorables that sparkle so plain to see
luminous points separated by a vaster void
the cold dark matter of what could have been
but was not to be
the now is what we are left with
everlasting and finite
the past between us is done
never completely gone
in the act of choosing to remember
you and I have Hobson’s choice
to pick the cold quintessence of what was not
or the piercing feelings that we once shared//
renato
tuesday 24 april 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 14 february 2012
valentine
wearing off
no longer indelible
the ink stains of my present
still wet they start to fade
out of the tapestry
of my mind
grasping
at my lived particulars
shingles loosened by tau proteins
fragments of my recent past
sliding over the edge into oblivion
i watch them dwindle down
leaving me and my muddled smile
i see your face
my heart feels a passing warmth
my eyes view a stranger still
my lips decline to say goodbye as
you watch the slow unlinking of
my heart and mind//
renato
tuesday 14 february 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 25 october 2012
Autumn
the rains have finally stopped
their leafy casualties all strewn
down on the cold wet ground
yellowed crimsoned and browned
left abandoned and unburied
lanced by the blades of grass underneath
the fallen foliage lies cadaverized
casual victims of abscission and time//
renato
saturday 20 october 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 11 april 2012
marking time mutually
event horizon
in time
incompatibilities are dissolving
recasting into complementarities
we two
are learning to speak
the idiom of compromise
two sets
of cogs wheeling
rather than grating
anointed
by the yielding feelings between us
through the years
finally
we hold hands together
poised precariously in this
event horizon of our lives
facing the darkness of the unknown
holding fast unfazed by the tumult of the past
cherishing
this moment between us while
it lasts//
renato
sunday 08 april 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 18 may 2012
degrees of solitude
company
encaged by the glare of the late
afternoon sun on the windowpanes
of the reading-room you and i
sit intimately apart sharing in
the silence that surrounds
two communers enjoying
the clutter of common
memories feeling free
unconfined by the slowly
sinking sun//
renato
thursday 17 may 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 23 november 2014
Exodus V
haiku
at 2 in the morn
a thought: without you my words
mere bricks without straw.
renato
sunday 23 november 2014
Renato N. Mascardo, 13 november 2013
autumn
like yellow butterflies
turning over tip to twig
leaves are cartwheeling down
towards winter //
renato
wednesday 14 november 2013
Renato N. Mascardo, 22 december 2012
Complexities and complications
touches
they fondle
intermittently
so soft
so subtle
so sharp
like the palm of a babe
like an early prickly heat
seesawing
caressing
stinging
a pleasure
a hurt
a burn
your words//
renato
friday 21 december 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 1 december 2012
Image
a chance meeting after all these years
shyly we shook hands
suspended awkwardly in the moment
of recollecting
what was
what could have been and
what did not
your hand went limp and
the moment faded//
renato
saturday 01 december 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 2 august 2012
seasons
lunes
1
the whirring of fan
air slips off
heat remains summer
2
yellow leaves twirling
to the ground
goodbye goodbye fall
3
so silent and light
it deafens
it blinds first snowfall
4
blades of grass so sharp
on their guard
raring to grow spring
renato
monday 30 july 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 26 may 2012
assuaging a craving
the words of paul rewired
leavenless is
this bread with which we
celebrate his passing and his promise
untainted by the yeast of malice and ill-intent
formed free of the foam and froth of troubled waters
let you and i break
this bread of truth and sincerity//
renato
sunday 20 may 2012
(1 Cor 5:6b-8)
Renato N. Mascardo, 11 may 2012
disremembering
best forgotten
the awkward unfinished
first kiss
the now perfunctory
embrace
hands that hold but
no longer touch
the intimate exchanges
turned syncopated
the strophe of a romance
twirling back into
the antistrophe of reason
moments best forgotten
moments remaining
seared in one’s mind//
renato
wednesday 02 may 2012
Renato N. Mascardo, 10 june 2016
new day
new day
with each new day i
meet you my dear old friend i
fall in love again//
renato
thursday 09 june 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 31 march 2016
gone
sipping
my cup of hot
sake i no longer
taste its sweetness
gone like your smile
just before you left.
renato
wednesday 30 march 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 19 march 2016
crepusculum
the scarlet macaw climbing
up to its perch settles down
the hillside hues dim
sounds around dwindle away
dusk blankets its cage
renato
friday 18 march 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 14 february 2018
Asymmetry
asymmetry
love when
less than requited
bears bitterness in
its wake//
renato
wednesday 14 february 2018
Renato N. Mascardo, 21 march 2016
a passerine sacrifice
it's the
sparrow that pecks
first at the newly strewn
seeds a lowly forerunner of
the flock
renato
monday 21 march 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 27 march 2016
spring
the cherry blossoms
are almost out will be here
soon but when will you
renato
saturday 26 march 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 29 march 2016
backyard feeding time
little sparrow first
to peck on scattered seeds soon
sent off by big jay
renato
tuesday 29 march 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 12 april 2016
oscine cantata
quiet
of daybreak torn
by a lone sparrow's trill
a matutinal song longing for
its mate
renato
12 april 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 21 april 2016
left overs
piece by
piece love's cherished
moments go leaving just
the hurts stark remnants of love that
ended
renato
19 april 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 15 may 2016
sunny breezy day
sunday afternoon
robin
is strutting in
the backyard back and forth
round and round like a high-strung
cadet
blue jay
mourning dove and
blue jay are eating grain on
the grass side by side uncaring
sharing
a soft
piano piece sneaks
out of the stereo on
this day it's good to be back home
again//
renato
sunday 15 may 2016
Renato N. Mascardo, 24 september 2017
in names we trust
in names we trust
there's a street in new jersey named after
her you know/ lara looked it up googled
it really/ a pusill piece of unimagined
fact/ keilana drive in wayne new jersey
it's hawaiian for adored one
I wonder what nickname nitoy would
have thought of/ his first apo/ he loved names
ending in oy and ay/ I came to be forever an atoy
he was always nitoy far back as I know/will number one
granddaughter be kay/ short a long y I wonder
it would have been nice if he thought of a pet
name it would have been fun//
renato
sunday 24 september 2017
Renato N. Mascardo, 6 january 2015
life of quiet desperation
gone by in time
like a thieving nutmeg that spoils and spreads
the eldering crawls unentreatably in spurts
the buon fresco of the past up in the ceiling of my mind
its plaster having brittled and flaked
has let loose the painted fractals of what i was
down a swart and endless void
the tense pluriperfect no longer holds for me
even the simple past begins to go
i hear the soundless brittle brattle of fragments of what had been
falling slowly and fast away
leaving the remnant of my self
alone in the stark wilderness of my mind//
renato
friday 02 january 2015
Renato N. Mascardo, 28 december 2014
After the Wane
affair
at the start titillation was what we shared
in the end drudgery was all we felt
and in the midst we missed the meaning
of the experience we now call an affair
beyond the pale of the experience we built
pointed palisades and deep furrows between us two
but time dulls the sharpened stakes of ire
and shallows the deep-mined furrows of hurt
until we come to accept that absent of
a relationship we can still choose to relate//
renato
saturday 27 december 2014
Renato N. Mascardo, 15 december 2013
remembering
orb
such is the slippery surface of this hueless globe
cold to the touch so smooth and hard
its solidity hides the dark emptiness within
palpable yet ungraspable
this ball of void remains and cannot be flung away
after all these years since you went
and left this orb of solid emptiness
to vex the cockles of my heart//
renato
sunday 15 december 2013
(in memoriam: E.T.A.)
Renato N. Mascardo, 11 june 2013
skirting isolation
in the act of knowing
separated for most of the day
disjoined for a tad less than forever
we meet always as complete strangers
memories of the past of what passed between us
make each meeting less awkward and just as new
making the joining as adventurous each time
we never can get used to each other we hope we never will
every time we come together to fuse your solitude with mine
to ward off the isolation that leads us to crave and repine
trying to really know what we can only imagine
when separated in our individual cocoons of singleness
you and i meet anew in the act of knowing//
renato
sunday 09 june 2013
Renato N. Mascardo, 3 march 2012
in the company of aloneness
ambivalence
its beak tapping
tentatively against the window pane
the cardinal with feathers crimsoned
by the winter
breaks the hissing silence in my study
giving pause
to the still sociality of my solitude and
reminding
me that you are not here//
renato
saturday 03 march 2012
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