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New Published Poem in Really System Issue 19

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Hello You,

I hope your summer is moving in the right amount of sunshine and cool breeze, and that your Friday the 13th is a walk through the sprinkler's sprays on unbearably hot afternoons. Here's some good news from my end: a new poem of mine has been featured in the new issue 19 of Really System. The thing is, every poem in there is a blast, so please go on and read them. Super thanks!

Xx
JAO

Summer Diary: Redefinitions

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The edges of a puzzle piece is the key that conveys where it fits. If as human, one is a puzzle piece that must discover its peripherals and then insert itself within the space where it helps bring the completion of the puzzle as a whole, how much difficult would this task be when prior to discovering one’s contours, one has been led to fear it? In his poem, “I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing,” Walt Whitman writes:

I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing,
All alone stood it and the moss hung down from the branches,
Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous leaves of dark green,
And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself,
But I wonder’d how it could utter joyous leaves standing alone there without its friend near, for I knew I could not,
And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon it, and twined around it a little moss,
And brought it away, and I have placed it in sight in my room,
It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,

Poetry: Une Dent par Jacques Prévert

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Une Dent
par Jacques Prévert

Ils ont une dent contre la vie
      et disent que tout est poussière
Ils ont une dent contre la vie
     et plus tard tout un râtelier
Alors ils mordent la poussière
     et la poussière leur rit au nez
La poussière ensoleillée


Tooth º

They have tooth against life
     and say all is dust
They have tooth against life
     and later a whole set
So they bite dust
     and the dust laughs in their nose 

Sunny dust

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º Translated by Jane A. Odartey

Photography: Aura

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--- Jane A. Odartey


Between the Pages of Letters to A Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke IX

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"And your doubt can become a good quality if you train it. It must become knowing, it must become criticism. Ask it, whenever it wants to spoil something for you, why something is ugly, demand proofs from it, test it, and you will find it perhaps bewildered and embarrassed, perhaps also protesting. But don’t give in, insist on arguments, and act in this way, attentive and persistent, every single time, and the day will come when, instead of being a destroyer, it will become one of your best workers––perhaps the most intelligent of all the ones that are building your life"
(Rainer Maria Rilke. Letters to a Young Poet. Trans. Stephen Mitchell. NY: Modern Library, 2001, p. 102).

If faith moves mountains then does doubt sinks feathers? Since one can argue that feelings and thoughts are neither good nor evil in of themselves but rather the manner and purpose for which they are used render them beneficial or toxic, can one say it is wrong to feel doubt? Yet still, in the realms o…