From Poem after Carlos Drummond de Andrade

Tuesday, December 29, 2015 No tags Permalink


Life got its tentacles around you,
its hooks into your heart,
and suddenly you come awake as if for the first time, and
you are standing in a part of the town where the air is
sweet—your face flushed, your chest thumping, your
stomach a planet, your heart a planet, your every organ a
separate planet, all of it a piece though the pieces turn
separately, O silent indications of the inevitable, as among
the natural restraints of winter and good sense, life blows
you apart in her arms.

-Marvin Bell

I first came across this poem in a book I read this year, The Book of Unknown Americans By Cristina Hernandez. It was a good read, I highly recommend it.


I met and surpassed my book reading goal for this year. 37 novels read and my goal was 24. I don’t track the non-fiction books I read, so my yearly total would be higher.



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