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Excerpts from Alessandro Brusa’s poetry collection “L’amore dei lupi” (Perrone 2021)

April 30, 2021
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Excerpts from Alessandro Brusa’s poetry collection “L’amore dei lupi” (Perrone 2021)
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You are like a cloud                on the land that is sand to me            

and on the shape            (that I anxiously seek)         

 

                         I cast a glance at myself

                                          and  my own feet

 

enmeshing our limbs

and the edge of this mattress

that remains         a space of fullness      in the world    

                                                                           of our lives

 

: because I shall make you roots of glass

              to touch the earth

                       and I will lift you

                       to the pavement of a new path

 

p. 20

 

3.

 

 

I don’t know where all this silence comes from
and this sweetness seems to appear out of spite

erasing years of anger       and months

of restless survival

                               to your absence

I was so good at turning the page

that on the new page    I can’t help but draw that

                                                     first smile of yours

                                                     in the journey to the volcanic

                                                                                          island

                     and like it, we too went dormant
                     and like it too, we surrounded ourselves with jellyfish

                     after lowering our ancient love into the sea

 

p. 29

 

7

You come floating in my dreams

wandering about    you take the contours of the people

with that beaten dog look    the grey fur

and that inconvenient way of doing     of who those  who are inconvenient in the world

       not victim but sacrificial lamb of himself

       driven to the darkest corners of the body by his own

       thoughts

to set you free     one would have to enter the lion’s cage

                                                and uproot the bars

to get you out of that prison of bones 

                    one would need to devour your heart

p. 32

 

10

We scatter lives        and existences   sins

                                                and failed acts

we are ourselves when we are another

                           when we are the full wave that abates

                           and raises a summer wind in the middle of winter

we change to stay the same

we change to survive ourselves

p. 35

 

 

14.

Bitten by a tangle of snakes,

                     each more poisonous than the next,

I have erased dunes       deserts and ancient towers,

cities that bloomed from sand, skyscrapers and valleys drowned in

                                                                                            pagodas,

I have erased entire maps    so as not to feel the pain

                                           the betrayal you have

                                           raised inside me

                                           and sown within my

                                           bared heart

: because you never loved me

if not of a sickly kind of love

p.40

 

 

A wolf away      this is the way we are   hand in hand

on a Seattle street            warmed by your gaze 

and too soon frozen by the Alaskan winds

             that have taught you  distance

and the lost horizon of tribes        that go north

to become acquainted with the cold of history

the same cold that you sought     while holding me

tight         and promising me     what you

didn’t know how to give

I remain here     suspended    with two wolves in my heart

and another mark         on the body

more ink          to convey a howl     that I write

      so I can lock it       in the ocean that shall separate us

  once more

 

p. 47 *

 

 

you shall not find ties

and you shall not find weights      to weld the action

you will find attention in my gaze       just above the nape

to hold a light love                  from behind

2.

we will      then be     two stray dogs in the wind

we will taste      each other’s  tongue   on the street

                                                  erasing useless glances

                                                  from a private silence

                   and  what if   our lives were nothing else but this? 

      : but kissing on the streets of the world and […]

      […] and possessing each other would no longer be  necessary

[…] and belonging would even be this

p. 54

 

3.

so strangers to one another      we mark our skin

dwelling in the same body

divided only         by a hasty judgment

a ring lost at sea         a curse to be loved

because love is a bygone time

                                                   : it is a bitch

                                                gifted to the partner

                                                      , another ring

                                                slipped on the finger

4.

A Maenad not a  monad         is your essence

that as a trawl       catches me       among the people

you surround yourself with        for a loneliness      that is not mine

[this is the way I shall learn your kisses      from peoples’ lips]

you  escape spaces     by measuring the precise distance from your

own self

                                                                 for you are the space that

                                                                  you cannot escape

and that will be enough for your universe

as you invade galaxies           and constellations

                                                    that are not me

pp. 55-6

 

I feared that the pain had lost the way for me

that the snake.        had swallowed its tail

                               tearing to shreds

                              every new impossible step

                            all it took was a bachata 

                        a beat drummed on your teeth

                  a motionless step

trusting was all it took

embedding two hearts in one chest  

                 and feeling how fear kills

                      before being able to tie the sea together again

p.94

Tearing each other apart

like beasts   in the temple

and thinking   each  time     that the hunt is endless

to lose the throat      quit looking for the vein

lay down your bow and arrows     drive away the roles

and in the end           scatter the prey      and the mirror

                                                               that gives it its name

: then smell you

                                                      and understand that the war is over

 

Alessandro Brusa was born in Imola in 1972 and has been living in Bologna (Italy) since 1976. He made his literary debut with the novel Il cobra e la farfalla (Pendragon – Bologna 2004), which was followed by two collections of poetry La raccolta del sale (Perrone – Rome 2013, Orlando prize) and In tagli ripidi (nel corpo che abitiamo in punta) (Perrone – Rome 2017) and the novel L’Essenza Stessa (L’Erudita – Rome 2019). In 2015, together with Martina Campi and Valerio Grutt, he promoted a project on the Bolognese poetry scene that led to the publication of Centrale di Transito (ceci n’est pas une anthologie) (Perrone – Rome 2016). His latest work is the poetry collection L’Amore dei Lupi (Perrone-Rome 2021).

His poetry and prose texts have appeared in anthologies and magazines, both in print and online, both in Italy and, in translation, in the United States, France, Belgium, Romania, Spain and Latin America.

He accompanies the work of writing with that of translating from English with texts published in online and print magazines (Testo a Fronte, Le Voci della Luna, La Macchina Sognante, Poetarum silva, Nazione Indiana). With rare exceptions, he chooses young poets he discovers through his own library research rather than  official academic channels, especially local libraries, those in the United States, Great Britain and India. Among the authors he has translated: Brian Borland, Jericho Brown, Kayo Chingonyi, Kamala Das, Safia Elhillo, Jemima Foxtrot, Colin Herd, William Letford, Stephen Mills, Seth Pennington.

 

Since its first 2013 edition, he has been part of the organizing committee for the Bologna In Lettere Literary Festival with a focus on poetry. Since 2020, he has been on the editorial board of LitBlogi www.crackerspoesia.it

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