Poem
By Sasha Dugdale
The downs are certainly lovely, although by mortal loveliness
did you mean they would disappear one day…
did you mean they would disappear one day…
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Prose Poem
A prose composition that, while not broken into verse lines, demonstrates other traits such as symbols, metaphors, and other figures of speech common to poetry.
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- Glossary TermsA prose composition that, while not broken into verse lines, demonstrates other traits such as symbols, metaphors, and other figures of speech common to poetry.
- PoemBy Marosa di GiorgioTranslated By Sarah María MedinaMama said “wedding crowns,” and I looked at the tight bouquets, dark white, forbidding, portraits of ancient weddings, too serious, the groom stiff, the bride boxed, like a doll, adorned with rhinestones.
The brides of the orchards crossing the entire lettuce... - PoemBy Marosa di GiorgioPasaban murciélagos, prendidos a la ropa de las vacas, las gacelas; cuando pude quité alguno.
Y otros, más domésticos, colgaron en la cocina con la cabeza para abajo; papá les daba vino, cigarrillos. Las mujeres, más ilusas, poníamos rosas y alhelíes,... - PoemBy Marosa di GiorgioTranslated By Sarah María MedinaWhen I was six years old, eight years old, my grandmother decreed a garment of hare, which would ward off all evil. And, so, she made a coat of hare fur and took in the seams, and, inside, tucked pencils...
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Al alba, antes, en la... - PoemBy Marosa di GiorgioTranslated By Sarah María MedinaThe bats arrived, attached to the coats of calves, gazelles; when I could, I plucked one off.
And others, tamer, hung in the kitchen with their heads upside down; papa gave them wine, cigarettes. The women, dreamier, set out roses and...