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Post by ernesto thaddeus m. solmerano on Jun 15, 2007 6:56:42 GMT -5
Order For Masks By Virginia R. Moreno
To this harlequinade I wear black tights and fool’s cap Billiken, make me three bright masks For the three tasks in my life Three faces to wear One after the other For the three men in my life.
When my Brother comes Make me one opposite If he is devil, a saint With a staff to his fork And for his horns, a crown. I hope my contrast To make nil Our old resemblance to each other And my twin will walk me out Without a frown Pretending I am another.
When my Father comes Make me one so like His child once eating his white bread in trance Philomela before she was raped. I hope by likeness To make him believe this is the same kind The chaste face he made And my blind Lear will walk me out Without a word Fearing to peer behind.
If my lover comes Yes, when my Seducer comes Make for me the face That will in colors race The carnival stars And change in shape Under his grasping hands.
Make it bloody When he needs it white Make it wicked in the dark Let him find no old mark Make it stone to his suave touch, This magician will walk me out, Newly loved, Not knowing why my tantalizing face Is strangely like the mangled parts of a face He once wiped out.
Make me three masks.
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