I know no more nature than you
And yet, I too, like Rousseau
Feel that “my whole life has been nothing but one long reverie divided into chapters by my daily walks”

So, I will not lecture or review
Because my mind is set on only thinking anew
As long as it comes from the soul and does not unjustly offend other folks

© Heath Muchena, 2016

Delivery Number A

I brought all twenty-three
so did She
enough chromosomes to make a baby
so we consummated

all things considered
and debated

© Heath Muchena, 2016

The Eternal Imaginarium (v)

like a rush at the thought of prospect for the migrant in transit
a temporary transcendence in the harsh reality of movement and uncertainty
a coming to terms with the past
an openness to the future

although earnest intent never guarantees the use of ideal implements
mixed in with our fondest remembrances are some of our failures or regrets
but we still make discoveries through our mistakes
the same way say Brandenberger invented cellophane

so, no doubt you’ll find fault with my sentences too
semantics, syntax, symbols – cohesive forces of speech…
which at times may be out of my reach
but never stifle the practice as long as I remain imaginative

and like a gush that results from feeding the intellect
or colourful overflows of a painter with brush, canvas, and a burst of creativity
travelling through the medium of art to other worlds
creating with a touch of brilliance – if not madness

© Heath Muchena, 2016

A Writer’s Lair ii

what a little money can do for self-esteem
what a little love can do for well-being

still, having all those things… to him
could never compare to the freedom in exercise of creativity
the grand vision – like Sun Yat-sen’s for the Three Gorges Dam
…in pursuit of it daily – like doing it for the fam…

the zone he’s been in lately
as if to the work he’s married

but to reach for a dream it has to be so – clearly
it’s never been a question of whether to do it or not
and as Socrates put it, “let him do either and he will repent it”

thus I had to agree to the release of ‘A Bird of Stone’ in twenty-nineteen
even if unknown – they expect a masterpiece – for the plentiful patronage …
but as Balzac explained it “poetry and women show themselves naked only to their lovers!”
still, to meet the deadline – one cannot rest on his laurels
if you could see him now
the man he’s become
through battles he’s lost and some that he’s won
you should be unsurprised to know that he’s doing it on his own
terms and time
steadily in control

into a monarch of art he’s been transformed
so weekend he celebrates with the right degree of pomp
with a Dame like Ellen McArthur… to sail with him to São Tomé…
a seductress… with better speed and sophistication than a Hyperloop pod

whispers in his ear “existence is home”
suddenly he sees beyond… amor patriae
and follows her along – like the muse he adores
a poet and purveyor of prose
he knows love has no value in the absence of lust
and that every piece plays its part
in the layers

© Heath Muchena, 2016

Uptown Abbey vi

all intended

we plumbed the depths of nature’s secrets
led by blind desire and passionate chemistry
the ultimate expression of intimate existence

no factor of regret

© Heath Muchena, 2016

Cold Comfort iv

an honest conversation
over a warm dinner plate
in the winter… serving innermost thoughts on a slate
to the time – nothing could be more pertinent

not only to please but fulfil
considering last go-around we got carried away
in the heat of the moment
coitus on the couch
sensual elation

plush cushions on her elbows and knees for comfort
back arched
our actions – moot point – except on observation

calm at the feel of a touch
undeniable affinity
lovers levered by lust
and a desire for satisfaction

now starting afresh if you will
like we’ve never before traversed expanses….
as trackless as the Arctic snow
to capture the feeling of creation once more

© Heath Muchena, 2016

Love Lodestar iv

been about a year since I last seen her
so nice of her to call and check up…
to arrange a catch-up
so we can pick up from where we left off

real conversations… sweet relations
but a Lousy Connection like Ezra Furman
because we are people in perpetual motion
but every time we link up
there’s never no pressure
no question and answer…
free, open minded, sincere endeavours
by kindred spirits… warm of heart… mutual favours

I taught her that forever is not continuous but rather unbounded
and she showed me that the purest love always comes back around
and we both learned a moment can satisfy eternity

my muse… lost yet ever present
with me she never has to choose
because we delve deeper into the depths of desire
to find an uncompromising harmony

you’d think she reads Maria Montessori
the way she allows me the freedom to pursue my creativity
and I, in return, selflessly let her live her dream
support her ambitions… independence

she radiates like a memory that never fades
a flambeau on dim nights
and when she’s in my bed
says she’s safe with me because she feels comfortable
and to stay or leave… is her will
but here she knows she’s always well-received and fulfilled

even though we tread the boundaries
of lust and doubt, trust, the past… the cloud… the time lapse
she feels free when with me

a kiss or a cuss word – it’s always passionate intimacy
kinetic sensual debauchery… electric sparks, orgasmic fits
early mornings of blissful indulgence
obeying instinct

her smile lights up her face
brighter than Sirius in the night sky
and like the glistening dew on the grass at sunny daybreak
I would do anything to see again
and enjoy the ultimate reward of unconditional love

© Heath Muchena, 2016

The Case of Killian Hill vs The State iii

Setting: offices of Giles & Jerico Actuarial Practice

Killian Hill, high net worth individual – client of Giles & Jerico
Giles Goldstein, personal wealth manager

If I didn’t have to worry about admission of guilt, I swear I’d be telling it like it is – just like Cornelius Vanderbilt did, when he said: “What do I care about the law? Haven’t I got the power?”

You do indeed hold power, in the finest of hours… I don’t doubt it. But as Montesquieu expressed it: “Laws are the necessary relations that are derived from the nature of things.”

I’m more in favour of his separatist views on political power…

Right, got it!

Anyway, shall we get straight to it? You said you’d rather we meet to discuss instead of a Skype call… I’m here, fill me in!

See, I needed to give you an update on what we spoke about when last you were here, and I figured it’d best we didn’t discuss the matter over the air…

Right! You got my full attention, let’s…

I know I promised to fix things and find a way to avoid the hefty taxes… and I was making good progress on it, the right, legal way of course, but in light of the recent Mossack Fonseca crisis, I’m considering changing course since there has been much talk of tax avoidance and unethical practice which has created a lot of undesirable scrutiny and I feel it’s just way too risky to be associated…

Giles, I get all that… those diety damned Panama Papers… absolutely bad timing, I agree. So what are our other options?

I’m looking into it.

Is that it? Because that’s not good enough… need I always remind you that I’m paying a lot of money… you said it yourself… you promised…

That I admit and trust me, I’m working on it… may take a little longer but I’ll get it sorted before the next tax cycle.

You’ve been saying that a lot lately, Giles. Why must I continue to take your word for it? This is disappointing.

I’m doing the best I can under the circumstances. I’m trying my utmost best… we go a long way, Mr Hill… haven’t I always delivered?

I guess…

You’ve got to trust me, but you need to be forthcoming… you also made a promise in exchange – that you’d let me know everything regarding your finances, but doing my due diligence recently, I did pick up on an undeclared transaction for gold and silver coin purchases – way above the once-off transaction limit… you must have forgot to alert me… which means I now have to adjust the books to resolve…

Oh, yes… that! But you know how that story goes… can you really blame me though, I got an opportunity and I took a risk. One has to have some sense of security, don’t you agree? I mean… look at the fatal mistake Venezuela recently made… don’t you think they should have rather defaulted on their debt instead of shipping all that gold to Switzerland to make those gold swaps with Deutsche Bank? The very gold they had fought so hard, just a few years ago, to repatriate to Caracas in the first place… and now look, a couple of months later – the economy has tanked – where’s the liquidity in that?

Costly error, but that’s got nothing to do with you putting us at risk….

I’m just trying to illustrate my point… don’t overstate things Giles, c’mon now… know your position.

But that’s exactly my point, I’m your wealth manager… I should be privy to any actions that will be implicating…

You’re right! I apologise…

Apology accepted but we’ll have to discuss a price…

Of course, you’ll be compensated, fully!

Are you going to bring those in for safekeeping?

I will guard the gold and silver coins myself… no harm, no danger, no injury – no need to worry. They are safely stored in my vault. I don’t need you for that. It’s this plentiful paper that I need you to take care of. If they never ended the specie currency do you honestly think your profession would even exist?

Is that a mockery? Of course, yes, I’m certain of it. You’ll always need me, as much as I do you… our relationship is very much reciprocal… like discovery and invention… one leads to the other.

Well, you’re an actuarial scientist and I’m a capitalist… and I like to think your work is more of a science and mine an art… and art precedes science… science is merely interpretation, but of course it’s still a unique kind of reasoning…

You reckon?

Believe it! But in all honesty I do need you. I have no interest in leaving my currency in the hands of speculators otherwise I’d just dump it into the market and let it be at the mercy of supply and demand. That’s not what I want, thus I came to you Giles. I think I stand a better chance entrusting it to a manipulator like yourself… and I mean that in a respectable and noble way. But let’s get one thing clear – you’ve got to do as you promised. I can’t keep losing all that money to these ludicrous tax-the-rich schemes, you got it?

Loud and clear, you don’t have to spell it out. No need for semaphore or alphabetic code – I’ll figure something out. But ain’t it funny that your art needs my science to beat the mechanism that made it possible in the first place… free market as your lot like to call it…

The only thing standing in the way of my art flourishing is the State… and get it right, depending on the persons, a single market could be viewed as varying in degrees of freedom, so the definition of a free market has never been objective, especially seeing as there are always some regulations in place supporting the operational system, not to mention the trading restrictions… so whether or not we choose to acknowledge it, economics is always political!

© Heath Muchena, 2016

Shona Madonna ii

She said:
I think it’s time you marry, my son
for I dare not picture a moment
when you have to shoot yourself in the heart like George Eastman
that’s if the going ever gets too tough for you
especially if I, your mother and friend, am gone
and you decide and feel that your work too is done

because I know not what would stop you
if you have nothing to live for
and the time comes when you’re too frail and old
and can’t write with passion no more

O, how I wish soon you find that girl
who’ll give you children and hope
and provide you with greater purpose
than that you derive from your work and goals
now that you still have the sap of youth

and today you may not fully comprehend
the depth in meaning that you’ve brought to my life
but know this my child – that it’s the kind that keeps me alive to witness
you – the extension of my being

© Heath Muchena, 2016

Southern Tip

flora in the street
a sweet feast for the eye

birds coupling
a chirp, a tweet, a cry

and by the sea coast
lovers meet

a mountain in the distance
majestic summit, magic peak

living in the Cape
all this you’ll see

if your mind is free to take a trip
to this most southern tip

© Heath Muchena, 2016