for the author of The Pleasure of the Text
After Roland Barthes declared the death of the author, two poems, lined up side by side, look suspiciously over their shoulders at each other.
this cold night in spring breeze
shakes me by the collar the painter captures
I avoid their gaze a migrant's smile
when they shout, under a banner that reads,
no more immigrants! diversity is our strength
NeverEnding Story, June 1 2014