Between Her &

between sky and slick

Reality takes shape in memory alone.

between only, slowly

Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.

between the fire

Not only is life mostly failure, but in one’s failure or pettiness or wrongness exists the living drama of the self.

between every once

The transaction is sealed; the matter is settled. I, God, have made my choice.

she didn’t mean to say

Plots are for dead people.

this ultraviolet correspondence

Then Jesus was led up by the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted by the Devil.

she never thought

We’re only certain (“certain only”?) about what we don’t understand.

i loved her then

“Seven Aphorisms” by Alda Merini

I am a furious
little bee.

To mistake shit
for chocolate
is the privilege
of the overeducated.

Every man is a friend
to his own
pathology.

I never speak
when I am not
turned on.

The gun
I point at my head
is called poetry.

Every tibia loves its fibula.

Alda Merini
is tired of repeating
that she is crazy.

 

Translated by Carla Billitteri


Source: FSG Book of Twentieth-Century Italian Poetry: An Anthology. New York: Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 2015. Print. P 493.

“Da Aforismi e Magie” by Alda Merini

Sono una piccola
ape furibonda.

Confondere la merda
con la cioccolata
é un privilegio delle persone
estremamente colte.

Oguno é amino
della sua
patalogia.

Non parlo mai
se non sono
accesa.

La pistola
che ho puntato alla tempia
si chiama Poesia.

Ogni tibia ama la sua fibula.

Alda Merini
é stanca di ripetere
che é pazza.


Source: FSG Book of Twentieth-Century Italian Poetry: An Anthology. New York: Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 2015. Print. P 492.

 

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Today’s Aphorism

It is not enough to write, you must revise;
It is not enough to love, you must compromise.