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Click herePessoa was a text invented by Portugal.
It just so happened that it had eyes and glasses. Hair and a hat.
Sex and a fly.
Portugal is a brilliant author.
It just so happened that Portugal was into import/export
like courtesans often do.
That is why a whore is more important
than Álvaro de Campos. And Alberto Caeiro
as important as a barrel of liquor.
But more on that later.
Pessoa was a fiction
that made letters and words burst. And when without rhyme
it came from pure thought
it was a thirst like no other.
With a heart, you see.
But more on that later.
When Portugal starts writing
it is a drunkenness of flesh in the first person.
With ships and diaries; and letters and volumes;
and a taste for the tenderness of words immemorial;
of draft and of talent.
In the mirror, Pessoa is a fish. Semantic.
Tears time along the river and the windstorm. Decisive.
Has margins with images of villages. Prepositions.
Of, to, in, for. Floods towns. Adverbial, adjective.
Beautiful nonetheless. Submerges cities. Ancient verbs.
But more on that later.
Let us eat Pessoa, you say;
for the obvious, for the incest,
from the front and in re-verse,
while the poet sips on its coffee, nibbles
its fingers, gnawing at sleep
within its skin and within its papers. What a meal.
you are a controlled and sparkling writer! this was lovely.
is so fucking cool.
sorry for the lame comment, but just wanted to check in, say read it loved it :)
I don't always check new poems, sometimes for days. I would have so hated to miss this. It doesn't and it does read like a poem, and I like that. I like that it seems to go beyond being just a poem. And I love the way you present the image. I'm saving this for future inspiration.
....except I agree with all the previous comments and to add that I read, not only read but REALLY looked at, this piece of art. It's masterful.
Tess
and virtually flawless.
One of the most exciting pieces I've seen here in a long while.
I loved the short verses and the repetition of " But more on that later"
I would agree with Charley H, I think your best work so far.
Thank you
I agree with NJ--this is more than a poem: it's performance art. Of course the poem is excellent, but the idea to break the photo into pieces and intersperse them with strophes is brilliant. In less capable hands it could have been bungled badly, but you my friend nailed it--as usual!
xxxooo,
A.
This is not a poem, but an experience. I wanted to pick the lines i liked best but could not decide. I agree Lauren, you are excellent all the time, but you have outdone yourself here.
congratulations!