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Veckans dikt 107: ”The Dream In Which The Oceans Turn Into Lemonade” av Joe Milazzo

 

I’m surrounded by synchronized delays,
splices in the handholds’ absorption, always
coming extra. It turns out I’m living
midway inside a parody of newsworthy
juice. There’s no spare bedroom, not one
decorative sham, not in this emergency.
The better halves of what’s best
about me? All too acquainted with
the mazy hush of the corridor in which
supersensible angels bestow
their laws only in scribbles tattooed
across the overdue. Like every
feeling generally, this pathology
has blossomed into a menagerie
of fleecy petals. Barge in, why don’t you,
you columns, you cloying instructions
on how to prolong one’s enjoyment.
The perfume of convalescence causes
humiliation to lose its appetite, or
dodge each meal’s strike; the bones
of its rationale begin to knob and peep,
white fires mapping those habitats
reclaiming the skin’s usufruct.
I’m just trying to lever the plots
making you comfortable
into pure practicality. Don’t fret,
their cures present no obstacle.
Those feelings will reason together
under the cafeteria’s jaundiced lamps,
aching to seed the quadrangle with their
cigarette butts, instead swilling
the lumpy solace of stuffing the candy
machine with ”however” after ”however.”

 

Copyright 2016 by Joe Milazzo. Used with permission of the author and Apostrophe Books.

 
Ett varmt tack till Joe Milazzo och Apostrophe Books för att vi fick publicera den här dikten, som är hämtad ur The Habiliments (2016).

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Milazzo bor och verkar i Dallas, Texas, och på hans hemsida hittar du en massa matnyttigt om hans diktsamling, hela hans författarskap och en rad dikter.

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Veckans dikt 73: ”No No” av Eileen Myles

 

Look I don’t know
about getting
things back
a woman stands
in a room
& it’s winter
she sees herself
there are 3 hot things
to tell her lover
soon the day
changes shape
not this bird
but it’s different
the box stays
the room in her head
soon both heat
& winter are gone
I want to live
in my thoughts
of you, I believe
in you like a door
that returns

 

Eileen Myles

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Ett varmt tack till Eileen Myles för att vi fick publicera den här dikten, som är hämtad ur School of Fish (1997). Den finns även med i helt aktuella I Must Be Living Twice. New and Selected Poems 1975-2014 (ecco). Läs mer: ”After 19 Books and a Presidential Bid, Eileen Myles Gets Her Due” Besök Myles hemsida.

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