Thursday, September 25, 2008

The Rebirth of a Suicidal Genius

Thomas James a.k.a. Thomas Bojeski (1946-1974):

When I come home the garden will be budding,
White petals breaking open, clusters of night flowers,
The far-off music of a tambourine.
A boy will pace among the passionflowers,
His eyes no longer two bruised surfaces.
I’ll know the mouth of my young groom, I’ll touch
His hands. Why do people lie to one another?

— "Mummy of a Lady Named Jemutesonekh," Letters to a Stranger

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