
Long Listed for the 2023 Griffin Poetry Awards
(excerpt)
I now climb on one of the carriages which pass
in my sleep
and I escape. You’ll find me again in the most beautiful
poems of the next century
where I’ll feel nostalgic for God.
However, during the nights I take pills and go to bed
early not to sleep
but to experience strange encounters with people
I have lost
or with uncertain persons, vague, who I met years ago
suddenly in the night
and thank God I never understood the world
and this shiver that runs through the house is from
actions we avoided (and regretted)
great events that vanished in the bustle of the days,
beautiful thoughts content in a few tears and
during the night the bitter memory of those who
betrayed me and who sleep forgave. And I loved
words that humiliated me since they recalled me to
another childhood.
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