By Sunnylyn Thibodeaux
Pewter night
with vertical clouds
Mind’s on Albion
and Atlantis
as if our destruction
came before…
with vertical clouds
Mind’s on Albion
and Atlantis
as if our destruction
came before…
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- By Ricardo ReisTranslated By Margaret Jull Costa & Patricio FerrariSabio é o que se contenta com o espectaculo do mundo,
E ao beber nem recorda
Que já bebeu na vida,
Para… - By Ricardo ReisCoroae-me de rosas.
Coroae-me em verdade
De rosas.
Quero ter a hora
Nas mãos pagãmente
E leve,
Mal… - By Ricardo ReisTranslated By Margaret Jull Costa & Patricio FerrariCrown me with roses.
Yes, really, crown me
With roses.
I want to hold the hour
In my hands paganly,
Lightly… - By Ricardo ReisNão quero recordar nem conhecer-me.
Somos demais se olhamos em quem somos.
Ignorar que vivemos
Cumpre bastante… - By Ricardo ReisTranslated By Margaret Jull Costa & Patricio FerrariI do not want to remember or to know myself.
We just get in the way if we look into who we are.
Not knowing… - By Ricardo ReisAmo o que vejo porque deixarei
Qualquer dia de o ver.
Amo-o tambem porque é.
No placido intervallo … - By Ricardo ReisTranslated By Margaret Jull Costa & Patricio FerrariI love what I see because one day
I will cease to see it.
And simply because it is.
In this placid interval… - By Ricardo ReisVivem em nós innumeros;
Se penso ou sinto, ignoro
Quem é que pensa ou sente.
Sou sòmente o logar
Onde… - By Ricardo ReisTranslated By Margaret Jull Costa & Patricio FerrariInside us live innumerable others;
If I think or feel, I do not know
Who is thinking or feeling.
I am only… - By Maggie SmithThe day is winter bright. I blink against it.
Each time the sun glints in my eyes,
each time I close… - By Ibe Liebenberga burn scar
a whole lot of river
there is a freeway of wind
blowing the other direction
my god … - By Charles BernsteinThere is no promise like the present
though the present’s not promise at all.
The grifter flashes a… - By Geffrey DavisI am in Arkansas, trying to reimagine my voice,
Again and again, beyond all sound
Trojaned with doubt… - By Han VanderHartflying backwards down the highway
blue shirt knotted at the waist
when desire hunts she says: I’m interested… - By Aishvarya Aroramy west-facing window
is not trying
to be a TV.
when saturdays sink
behind the hills
in a blaze
fast enough… - By Aishvarya Arorabirdsong isn’t trying to be
an orchestra a murmuration isn’t
trying to be a spray
of fighter jets… - By Darrel Alejandro HolnesBeloved,
we have lost the gardenias
that once trembled
on your collarbone
like soft refusals.
we have… - By Robert Wood LynnI loved all the things so much I tried
to stick them one to another. I spit
my gum between the cushions… - By Frank X WalkerI had forgotten you were my first kiss
until I see you standing there
behind my sister, waiting quietly…