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luís soares

Blog do escritor Luís Soares

Peter Gizzi - Wrapper Frag

The world today

is slowcore,

a rhythm section



At the moment

I drag and solo

in a bitten landscape,

torn vowels

that sound out vowel

or sadness like glitters

prinkled in a mind.

A sun-slashed parking lot,

thinking a poem


in the broken



See the chubby kid dazed,

his spilled bike,

more debris,

CVS in the distance.


Remember me

to convenience stores.

I saw this too

every life of my day

yet I ate, I had money,

and a car.

Peter Gizzi - Lessons in Darkness

Those notes are fetching
when they touch the ear.
It's true, there are more tears
in sand than water.
"Come out and play,"
the song's refrain
in my head, my sawdust showing.
My heart, your eyes
is what the day made.


There, the notes, the song,
the besidedness to live
on Saturday, to walk out,
wanted to, right out the frame.
The sadness, gas pumps,
sunshine on oil,
that crow overhead
destroys the picture.
Everything faking it so badly.


What's so wrong about the real,
so off with clarity,
dumbfuck, shirttail-hanging
scatter-brained word.
Shattered-pane world?


The whir of the camera inside pictures
but we want the voice to lift,
don't we, across the mini-plaza
to where? How about
pulling taffy for a living
or a rabbit from one ideal-ology
to another. That's the trick
isn't it, parallel lives?


You know, here a dumpster
there a Dane. On the street
I see birds, bricks, clouds
I see a friend getting into her car
I see myself in the puddle I see.
And even if we pray to remain
unabated, a minor chord
can sometimes reconnoiter
the most distant thoughts
camouflaged in lace and literature.


O western wind let's not
decorate the light with roseate diadems,
plumbago shadows in the rushes.
Haven't we heard enough
from the birds, their annual trips
and cross-talk? Listen.
The arc of a rocket
is louder than a rainbow.

Peter Gizzi - Pretty Sweety

Here there are small animals
foraging and content


Perhaps this is what’s called
perhaps love is a small animal foraging


content entirely with its mouth there
with the ant and the sun and fur


This is a strange view
sunlight and furlight and a mouth


busy with nature
a mouth busy with its bloom


a mouth blooming loveliness