Vertigo, Or A Contemplation of Things That Come To An End
The Art Divas / Divas of Verse
Blog of Rabih Alameddine
Monday, June 30, 2025
Vertigo, Or A Contemplation of Things That Come To An End by Alejandra Pizarnik
Sunday, June 29, 2025
Key Episodes from an Earthly Life by C. D. Wright
Key Episodes from an Earthly Life
As surely as there are crumbs on the lips
of the blind I came for a reason
I remember when the fields were no taller
than a pencil do you remember that
I told him I’ve got socks older than her
but he would not listen
You will starve out girl they told her
but she did not listen
As surely as there is rice in the cuffs
of the priest sex is a factor not a fact
Everything I do is leaning toward
what we came for is that perfectly clear
I like your shoes your uncut hair
I like your use of space too
I wanted to knock her lights out
the air cut in and did us some good
One thing about my television set it has
a knob on it enabling me to switch channels
Now it is your turn to shake or
provoke or heal me I won’t say it again
Do you like your beets well-cooked and chilled
even if they make your gums itch
Those dark arkansas roads that is the sound
I am after the choiring of crickets
Around this time of year especially evening
I love everything I sold enough eggs
To buy a new dress I watched him drink the juice
of our beets And render the light liquid
I came to talk you into physical splendor
I do not wish to speak to your machine
Friday, June 20, 2025
Heat by Denis Johnson
Heat
Sunday, June 15, 2025
For My Own Protection by Essex Hemphill
For My Own Protection
Tuesday, June 10, 2025
Think of Others by Mahmoud Darwish
Think of Others
As you prepare your breakfast, think of others
(do not forget the pigeon's food).
As you conduct your wars, think of others
(do not forget those who seek peace).
As you pay your water bill, think of others
(those who are nursed by clouds).
As you return home, to your home, think of others
(do not forget the people of the camps).
As you sleep and count the stars, think of others
(those who have nowhere to sleep).
As you liberate yourself in metaphor, think of others
(those who have lost the right to speak).
As you think of others far away, think of yourself
(say: "If only I were a candle in the dark").
(Translated by Mohammed Shaheen)
Monday, June 2, 2025
Most Days I Want to Live by Gabrielle Calvocoressi
Most Days I Want to Live
Saturday, May 31, 2025
My Grandfather Was a Terrorist by Mosab Abu Toha
My Grandfather Was a Terrorist