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Brazil


Brazil? He twirled a Button -- Without a glance my way -- "But -- Madam -- is there nothing else -- That We can show -- Today?"

—Emily Dickenson, "I asked no other thing"


Brazil is the country of the future and always will be.

—Charles de Gaulle


This phone's too strong for me

It's like a backhoe steered by an ape

A toddler in the cockpit of a jet

Brain surgery performed by ants

The desert of my bedroom by analogy

Would be full of Brazilian women poets now:

Clarise Lispector, Cecília Meireles, Gilka Machado, Ana C . . .

I can't read their poems, though—I'll have to leave them be.

But why this urge to poetry

That's better stilled, perhaps—

Silence being preferable to romantic doubt?

The ladies who surround my bed are for the present dead.

They cannot at the moment see or hear,

Deferring conversation to another life. Next year?


Monday, January 13, 2O25

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