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GRAAT: Getting to the bone
A peer-reviewed journal of Anglophone Studies

 

Three poems by Aristi Trendel

Bacchante

 

Look at my fawn skin dress

dolled up in my best

all for him

Liber Pater , the debauchee

 

look at my ivy headband

demented with lust

for the feast dressed up

frenzied dance

 

take me in your terracotta arms

carry me aloft

with you faun

my far gone love uphold

 

let me kiss

your crown of vine leaves

and a toast let me drink

to the couple we’ll never be

 

Othella

 

His mind a landscape to see

split, two women adrift

looking up to him

as their lover, unique

 

sunrise sessions with each

vows of love

till death do them part

death, a tinfoil egg

 

she brooded on

when life ebbed

and envy bit

passion torn

 

to tatters

shorn

dusk

dot

 

 

Ship Baby

 

She does not dislike it

this is all she may have

tentative, tentacle-like

a pain for a poem

(or is it the other way round?)

Marianne Moore is weighing

in her bag and another poetess

half-read, repressed

semi-sunny day in Brest

Querelle de Brest

Thalatta Thalatta

what is Querelle doing here ?

he’s from Brest

and I from poetry

imperfect reader, repressed

and the Greeks?

a sea for a sea

Hamlet, too, walking with a book

and she with a notebook

To write or not to write

no, she does not dislike it

semi-sunny day in Brest

citrus sun, jaundiced heart

Querelle

mind out at sea

standed in the rade de Brest

like some ships

ship baby, he texted, love text

read some Marianne

at the Port de Commerce

sea, sun and a poem

that starts with an s

and can stand up to distress

those ancient Greeks found

the way back to the sea

semi-sunny day at sea

(a semi-one too)

ship baby he texted

semi-poem dreamt at the Port de Commerce

sank in the grand rade de Brest

with her heart and the citrus sun

 

 


                         © 2015 Aristi Trendel & GRAAT                                        


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

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