Tag Archive for Bruna Bonino

Find me, I’m a tree

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SYLVIE MARIE find me Poetry turns paper back into trees – Marie Lundquist find me i’m standing among the others feet planted in a corner knees together my woody trunk rising through my resin pelvis my backbone a stem for…

Sitting by the Harbour

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JOHN IRVING CLARKE Every hour, as regular as the muezzin calling the faithful, the ferry rumbles in a wide arc across the bay. The engines grumble and the propellers expel a wash which slops loudly against the quayside walls. The…

Mrs Prufrock used to sing

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SILVIA PIO She saw the bottom where the water was sweet, surrendered her body to the waves she feared as a gift, and dreamed the dreams she had kept to give as presents wrapped with indecision (and you used to…

Four poems

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PAVOL JANIK ON THE LINE MAN-WOMAN AND BACK You escape from me like gas. With astonishment I watch how with a single scrawl of your legs you ignite your silk dress. With such blinding nakedness you pre-empt sky-blue flame. Blazingly…

International Poetry Day

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SILVIA PIO In the glory of the airy noon like a swallow gliding in the lane of life, this light has a sly shadow. In the stillness of the dusk between the unknowable and the sky, this blue is an…