We are all strangers here
as fleeting as the ghosts of shadows
visiting and staying on in vain
in spite of being most unwelcome and abandoned
to just vanish without any trace
with only memories to keep our ghosts alive,
like improvising temporary guests
who think they make great presence
and by all means make the best of it
to vanish all the same
completely, like untombed Elizabethans.
Very well, it’s just to be accepted,
but there’s nothing to prevent us
from maintaining golden memories
and cultivating them in peace forever.
They can close down any site and burn all poetry,
but they can never stop us from continuing
to visit parties uninvited
just to make our poetry.
© aurelio 2023