Moonlight
ink, paper, various, 2002
To Kimon who is love and infinity
Moonlight and how it became melancholic
Once the moonlight was as happy as a daydream
the moon dressed up and raced across the skies
she showered the world with her light
only the mountaion did she not light, because there a young shepherd slept
she didn't want to disturb his sleep with her briliance
In my soul enters a sad moon
God was angry
furious, ready to explode
Please Don't
he did it
Endymion, the shepherd, sank into an eternal sleep
because time is the law
and love is not the law
Don't do it !
"Now I am the law", says the crow
how can I look at me anymore?
"I enjoy your hatred, it feeds me".
the ones who simpathized with her flew with fear
the forest was wrapped in melancholy
more than anybody else her mirror was sad
inside him, norcissus was drowned
the infinity was full of crystals
fragments
letters, numbers
good and bad
victories and defeats
Heros, martyrs, and gods
pain dressed like loneliness
In the springtime, Adonis was awake and Persephone returned to earth
but Endymion didn't awake from his sleep
the moon's expectations became frustrations
turbulent
tedium
the sea became salty from her tears
the beautiful colors bleached
the world became azure, then gray, the beige
then cam the sadness with her secret joy
she blossomed in August until exhusted
at the Moon's orgy the waters swell, the currents follow her
the mainad commune their blood
the Dervish gave up to the holy sickness
period fell into the middle of the spiral
Endymion became her sleep
with kisses he cooled her fever
angels carried her dreams
her dreams brood the ebb
Ebb lives in exile. she is the dark of the interior material.
like a bride in the middle of a cocoon
like the grains in the middle of the kernel
at the constellation of Cancer lives the backward time
the lovers fuse together for eternity in the belly of the mother
Because for centuries now all that was Endymion's dream
...
time rewards the eternal supporters
Secretly from the birds, the Gods, the light,
the dark underground telluric currents sowed the dreams
A day sunset will follow from dawn
the ebb will draw her veil
one by one the dreams will freeze in the third dimension
fed from love they will survive untill them
even if the moonlight saddens you
