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“The Whisper of the Wind”
“They started in the middle of nowhere, heading towards what she supposed was the closest highway. The whole group began to walk, with the last rays of the sun skirting the hills that could be seen in the distance, very small, on the horizon.”
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from The Pure and the Impure
“I am revealing a leniency that people will find strange, that people will fault me for. It’s true that these two men whom I have just briefly depicted offered me the tangible expression of union, and even of dignity. A kind of austerity enveloped them …”
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“The Old Age of Narcissus,” “Fear,” “Prayer” & “First Communion”
“… from seeing myself so much in this cracked mirror / I’ve lost all sense of my face / or, from talking about it so much, it’s become infinite to me”
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“Restanza”
“People my age like to wallow in nostalgia for the town, in a romantic narrative of slow living, of sunshine, sea, and wind. I envy them. I wish I could be more forgiving toward my hometown, and toward myself too.”
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“The Gap Between Mountains,” “The Wheat Is Ripe” & “Boundless Snow”
“The sky rises higher every moment. / On top of our heads a tile-blue hat / adds to the weight of Wanxi Basin. / From all directions laborers learn its lessons / and get more ignorant, too.”
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“No,” “Talk Less” & “I am tired”
“Slowly. / Yell at me. / So I can really hear you, fully grasp what you say / and determine who is in charge.”
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“My City,” “Beginning of a Song,” “My Hands” & “The Smile Grieves”
“From my glance, which seeks a place to anchor, / comes a cloudy gloom overhanging the mirror, / like a harsh frost that lands / its white cold stamp.”
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“Traces,” “The Kite” & “Wilderness”
“From inhabiting the body where a third of its days are spent dreaming, traces remain. A feature in an open air theater. A whiff of the neighbor’s flower bed. A forbidden urge.”
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“About A Comet,” “Cretan Night,” “Among Debris” & “At Nechrance”
“The calm before the storm will become the storm before the endless calm, / from which you will poke things through a slot to the other side / there, where you lived.”
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from Sakura: “I Dare You””
“I guess I’ll start with the ending. My brother and I didn’t manage to find flowers for our new baby sister that day. And we rode in a patrol car for the first time.”
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“Regarding Lot,” “The Last Supper” & “Simon the Cyrenian”
“Wine is on the menu, / and some of us plan to order // beer, a salad of legumes, / roast meat and fruit —// mandarins, sufficiently sweet — / to make us utterly aware // of the dispiriting fact / that the world and the invincible years // will surely separate us …”
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from So the Day Begins: Grief Refrain, poems by Anja Utler
“So the day begins, / kettle vibrates, something in / the sink is clinking / chatter of metallic teeth”
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“Over the church,” “I trust this book,” “Over a black abyss of water” & “To the poet, the century hasn’t given a thought”
“If the century doesn’t care for the ancestors, / I don’t care for its great-grandchildren: the herd. / My century — my poison, my century — my harm, / my century — my enemy, my century — hell.”
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“Villon’s movement” & “To ex-ist? To be …”
“And if the nature of light, then, is not to be made luminous by something else, by another source, if the nature of light, is to be lit by itself, then I propose that Villon’s words aspired to be this light.”
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“The Vast Night,” “Moon Rise” & “Once”
“Often, I gazed out at you, me standing by the window / as if from the day before, standing, before you, marveling. / The new city still appeared barred to me, and the landscape, / reticent, took umbrage, as if I did not exist.”