Ode to Lorca
Lorca you can do anything
with a star
with a shadow
shrink a star to words
that dream they’re stars
that flower inside me
make my shadow sing
itself to sleep
to wake as sun
quicker than mind you fly
across these lines
across everything
landing beside me now
in your white suit
of wind
rest now
rest beside me
as you never rested
then ride your lemon light
into another
starwashed night