The Poetry Of.
Danielle Grilli.................................
Translation
He says
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You never write love poems
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You only write about suicide, depression
What he doesn’t know:
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They’re all love poems
Life: The first obsession
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She’s devastating
This is no poem
I’m just making a point
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Sometimes the trees
......
the salt of oceans
......
They betray me
Subsistance
There is the moon
There is the paint
cracked & blisteri
ng on drainpipe T
here is the wood s
plintering beneath
bare feet The knot
There is the light f
rom window The r
ail of balcony The
L joint holding thi
s failing world to f
orm There is shatt
ering There is the
split The glue & n
ails cement There
is snapping at the
seams Another fra
cture Another falli
ng shard scar and
then there is no
thing Wind & Sou
nd Redemption of
darkness There is
splinter & crack &
blister & word &
skin & snap & not
hing Void & breat
hlessness Nothing
Quietly
How to explain:
Cracked Bark
Tongue of Jasmine
Fist of sun struck blindly
off rusted pipe, bleached abalone
SILENCE
I Await
Creak of Door....Carriage of Kiss.... Gold Eyes
................ to this terrestrial Eden
Hidden beyond
Rush of Traffic.... Heights of Exacted Stone
Only a whispered echo
Only a foggy distance
My Love
We gather small gods to our fingertips
Praying.... Praying
Upon Reflection: A Poem In 2 Parts
ONE
It has taken a stupidly extensive amount of time for me to realize you just don’t give a shit
TWO
I wonder how many pages I will fill for you
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