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Blog do escritor Luís Soares

Solmaz Sharif - Self-Care

Have you tried
rose hydrosol? Smoky quartz
in a steel bottle

of glacial water? Tincture
drawn from the stamens
of daylilies grown
on the western sides

of two-story homes?
Pancreas of toad?
Deodorant paste?
Have you removed

all your metal fillings? Made peace
with your mother? With all
the mothers you can?
Or tried car exhaust? Holding your face

to the steaming kettle?
Primal screamed into
a down-alternative pillow
in a wood while tree bathing?
Have you finally stopped

shoulding all over yourself?
Has your co-pay increased?
Right hip stiffened? Has the shore
risen as you closed up the shop?

And have you put your weight
behind its glass door to keep
the ocean out? All of it?
Rang the singing bowl

next to the sloping toilet? Mainlined
lithium? Colored in another
mandala? Have you looked
at yourself in the mirror

and found the blessed halo
of a ring light in each iris?
Have you been content enough

being this content? Whose
shop was it?

Solmaz Sharif - Persistence of Vision with Gwendolyn Brooks

In the rearview, fog extinguishes the hills of new

money—mansions on acres away from road or sight.

Their architected privacy, windows to look out at

a land that won't look back. The fog's secure drapery.

It's space to dance through they buy and what one

might call "dappled light" moving across their acres, light

through their oaks moving over their mares, brushed to a sheen.

 

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Palms of sugar cubes. Soft snorting, I bet. Here, Muybridge 

proved their horses fly a moment. In their homes, they can't 

hear each other call from foyer to pool house. I am 

jealous of this loneliness most of all—loneliness 

delimited by colonnade and cold pressed juices. 

They make excellent corpses, among the expensive 

flowers.... I imagine hills and hills dappled like this.

All Up In Your Ears

ALL UP IN YOUR EARS is a monthly podcast discussing, extolling, deviating from and disagreeing about recent poems. Each month, two of us pick out a poem and all four of us talk, hoping, in the process, to learn something about the ways that poems can matter—about what is found there and what, sometimes, for some of us, is not. At the end, we all talk about things that have caught our interest recently, and then one of us calls another poet for a short interview. This month, we discuss poems by Erika L. Sánchez and Solmaz Sharif, then chat with Aziza Barnes about podcasts and fate.