Poetry Page 3 of 14

Berlin, 2017

And eventually, the mind has defeated the spirit. Lost in ‘ein Fremdes Land’, amongst ‘fremde’ faces, and those God-awful grey skies that claim ownership over what’s left of…

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Identification

I thought, This must be how a pitcher feels, fluid rushing forth, as I was taking a pee. But it would be yonic to be that pitcher, and…

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Untitled II

I inherited a parrot who only speaks German. Our arrangement’s permanent. Du samenkopflich Kot.       WILL CORDEIRO has work appearing or forthcoming in Best New Poets,…

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Untitled I

pues nunca acabas tornarse fluente has traducido tú mismo de nuevo estamos todos aves avía y, sí, muy pronto volarás dentro tus huesos                     *   [well…

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When We Come Back to Town, We Come Back to the Body

Small network of streets, avenues like arteries, each house an organ that shudders and pumps fueled not by blood but people who flow out and back, who serve…

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Petrichor or the Smell of Rainy Memories

Long black -h-a-i-r- ___________that you wear ____________________over beauty breast: Growing from birth ____________________retractable over time; Pure                                organic                              liana                              from                              here to here (now)— ________________________________(…) ___________To hear what’s…

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Europea

Ordnung ist das halbe Leben Die andere Hälfte ist Hacken Nous irons chercher l’éspoir Voulez vous? Nous irons Voilà, la police, voilà la police, voilàlapolice Nilipolala? ulipolala? wapi…

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The Bird Feeder

The figure receding ahead is, you know, Happiness. Not fleeing, rather lazing, enjoying the displays and racks of goods, the spiels and dappled colors (it’s a bazaar); the…

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Old Man Awakening

As though a feathered something brushing past his cheek, then whispered almost words. He gropes, not certain what was dream and what perception, hovers for a moment in…

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Blue in Red

The fat grey millipede, also new to these parts, is not as proudly poisonous as the bantam spider with a kind of gang-tag. They are on their way…

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