{"id":8539,"date":"2012-05-25T08:30:13","date_gmt":"2012-05-25T06:30:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8539"},"modified":"2012-05-24T20:23:50","modified_gmt":"2012-05-24T18:23:50","slug":"poems-by-fred-daguiar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8539","title":{"rendered":"Poems by Fred D\u2019Aguiar"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=right><a href=\"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=8525\" target=\"_blank\">click pentru versiunea rom\u00e2n\u0103<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Golden Shovel Borrowed From Derek Walcott and Gwendolyn Brooks <\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In that ragbag Calypso down in Trinidad<\/p>\n<p>The braggadocio of the frontloaded word, bad,<\/p>\n<p>For how good steel drums shaped for pan sound<\/p>\n<p>With a Spock-like ear to the wok-burnt ground.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A manual, as yet unwritten, begs all who celebrate<\/p>\n<p>To step, dip and throw hips from side to side,<\/p>\n<p>Arms stretched for balance as if testifying, and breathe,<\/p>\n<p>Oh sweaty body caught in rapture with nothing to hide.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But who will feed the hungry as they choke down weed<\/p>\n<p>To suppress a hunger that cannot be assuaged?<\/p>\n<p>I ask as I lift a gilded flask, throw back my head,<\/p>\n<p>Swallow over-proof rum to add backbone to this page.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the field beside the residence of the President<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s a serious football match (soccer to you),<\/p>\n<p>The boys in red take on the boys in blue in a recent<\/p>\n<p>Signed peace. I send this from my I-pad, in a stew,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In a funk, for this is not the usual me; not the me,<\/p>\n<p>Of me and you; but of anger, over hunger; of enemy,<\/p>\n<p>Over enema; of no socks left to pull up, hangover;<\/p>\n<p>In a blame game of Wikipedia fame; jilted lover.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Tobago<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>One way up this cliff face, our feet steering us straight ahead,<\/p>\n<p>Backs rigid, as if eyes looked out from behind our heads.<\/p>\n<p>And one way down after a six-point turn, so high over water,<\/p>\n<p>Its blue resembled sky under us, anchored by white yachts.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I got no lobster and no more crabs, buy me two beer.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>The price for nothing must be worth this something.<\/p>\n<p>If only the two of us enjoyed it together for longer<\/p>\n<p>Than it takes these burst clouds to sweep through.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A green coconut to slake our thirst and a spoon cut<\/p>\n<p>From husk to scrape out the jelly later, and we\u2019re back,<\/p>\n<p>Facedown, in shallow water, looking for treasure<\/p>\n<p>In a hidden cove, favored by pirates and now us.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>On a clear day you see Trinidad, or cloud impersonating<\/p>\n<p>Islands separated by sky and joined by water, or the reverse,<\/p>\n<p>Or both, if both can be true, as I am to you and we are<\/p>\n<p>To ourselves; us, twinned, as these two emerald isles.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Vulture in El Dorado<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of the mind<\/p>\n<p>Of unruffled feathers<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of bird above bushy cloud in space flight<\/p>\n<p>Of breeze flying me<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of my shadow racing under beside ahead behind and yes on top me<\/p>\n<p>Of my beak fast asleep on a pillow filled with meat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of nightmare vegetables dive-bombing me<\/p>\n<p>Of the guy in Guyana and his Ana and me<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of the venison in Venezuela<\/p>\n<p>Of the pepper in Cayenne<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of the felled feathers of trees floating down the Demerara and Essequibo<\/p>\n<p>Of my hollow bones all ready to be a flute<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of my beak for the end of a spear<\/p>\n<p>Of my claws stringed for a warrior-necklace<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of the gold pieces in my stomach that help breakdown my food<\/p>\n<p>Of my high up lookout look down on this live theater-in-the-round<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Of my wishes granted everyday to sniff out the dead uprights<\/p>\n<p>Of my rocket-climb in my sleep up up up to greet my stop-time<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>click pentru versiunea rom\u00e2n\u0103 &nbsp; Golden Shovel Borrowed From Derek Walcott and Gwendolyn Brooks &nbsp; In that ragbag Calypso down in Trinidad The braggadocio of the frontloaded word, bad, For how good steel drums shaped for pan sound With a Spock-like ear to the wok-burnt ground.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[817,77],"tags":[1157,1123,885],"class_list":["post-8539","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-34","category-english","tag-egophobia-34","tag-english","tag-fred-daguiar"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2dJ","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8539","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=8539"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8539\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8541,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8539\/revisions\/8541"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8539"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8539"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8539"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}