【Ricardo Pau-Llosa的诗歌】
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Ricardo Pau-Llosa
Ricardo Pau-Llosa has published six books of
poetry, the last four with Carnegie Mellon University Press. He is
also a widely published art critic and curator.
Monstrance Man
As a boy he had
trouble speaking,
past three before
a real word preened
from his lips.
And for the longest time,
malaprops haunted
him. His older sister
did what she
could to train the bitten seal
of his brain to
twirl the red ball
on the nose of
eloquence, and his grandmother
tired of
insisting he utter the names
of toys or
foods — for every desire
was coded — and
gave him whatever
he grunted and
pointed to.
O, the man then a
boy
thought, when I
tower among them
I should invent
my own speech
and leave others
empty and afraid
that they did not
know it, could not ask
or plead their
case in the one tongue
that mattered. I
shall have them
look upon the
simplest things,
the man then a
boy thought,
and fill up with
stolen awe,
and point with
their faces,
their pupils wide
as blackened coins,
and hope with all
the revenue
shattered
heart-glass can muster
that someone had
grasped
their need as
need and not
as the monstrous
coupling
of sounds in a
trance of whims.
Then, the grind
of his teeth
vowed, then the
plazas of my city
will fill with my
name,
and their blood
will matter
as little to them
as to me.
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