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from the April 2016 issue

From “Clarice: The Visitor”


 

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        “At three in the afternoon, I’m the most demanding woman
        in the world . . . When it’s over, six in the afternoon comes, also
        indescribable, in which I turn blind.”
                                     -Lispector to Fernando Sabino, 1946
           

Dear C, I’m turning from.
Have been syntaxed and stirred into a purple.
Blurred to blind.  
I made a mess of page twenty-two,
couldn’t resurrect what you left unsaid
into words that wouldn’t. 
Do you believe in grieving? 
I mean for language, the endangered
animal of, fleeing into caves.
I can only keep after it in fits
or I get trapped
in the keeping after.  That,
and bliss.
Your spinning but devoted
I.N.

 

© 2014 by Idra Novey, from 2015 Cahier Series with Sylph Editions. By arrangement with the author.

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