Inseparable thoughts.
T stays for trampoline
and Y stays for young.
The first one stays for guard
and the last one stays for poetry.
In the memory, nothing changed.
Frozen time with icy look.
He’s more blue and more blond than he’s ever been.
Like Richard Branson in a YouTube commercial.
Exposed to a romantic narrative,
he becomes a character
with mutant genes. My X-man flying around a hot bed.
Exposed to a psychiatric check-up,
he becomes all possible Mr. Darcy(s)
with a long history of instability issues.
In fact, the banned memory
resurfaced; now, I have to deal with a bunch of tragic flash points.
H stays for hell and humor
S stays for Serge and suicide
M stays for me and memory.
Love poems for critically injured century.
In the most hidden corner of the eye,
the shadow, erected like CN Tower,
covers its face and begins to speak.
In Hebrew.
With the voice of my mom.
And with long pauses.
Then, when it stops, the shape steps out of the dark.
The library invades me
And I feel distorted by reality.
Author Bio:
Diana Andrasi completed her studies in philology at the University of Bucharest, followed by a master’s degree and a PhD in Comparative Literature at the University of Montreal. While researching for her doctoral thesis on the subject of thought-image as a poetry device (at the beginning of the 20th century), she became interested in research projects linking contemporary poetry to urban legends, political ideologies and global cultural development. She wrote articles, poems, and essays in both English and French. She lives in the far west of the Montreal Island.
T stays for trampoline
and Y stays for young.
The first one stays for guard
and the last one stays for poetry.
In the memory, nothing changed.
Frozen time with icy look.
He’s more blue and more blond than he’s ever been.
Like Richard Branson in a YouTube commercial.
Exposed to a romantic narrative,
he becomes a character
with mutant genes. My X-man flying around a hot bed.
Exposed to a psychiatric check-up,
he becomes all possible Mr. Darcy(s)
with a long history of instability issues.
In fact, the banned memory
resurfaced; now, I have to deal with a bunch of tragic flash points.
H stays for hell and humor
S stays for Serge and suicide
M stays for me and memory.
Love poems for critically injured century.
In the most hidden corner of the eye,
the shadow, erected like CN Tower,
covers its face and begins to speak.
In Hebrew.
With the voice of my mom.
And with long pauses.
Then, when it stops, the shape steps out of the dark.
The library invades me
And I feel distorted by reality.
Author Bio:
Diana Andrasi completed her studies in philology at the University of Bucharest, followed by a master’s degree and a PhD in Comparative Literature at the University of Montreal. While researching for her doctoral thesis on the subject of thought-image as a poetry device (at the beginning of the 20th century), she became interested in research projects linking contemporary poetry to urban legends, political ideologies and global cultural development. She wrote articles, poems, and essays in both English and French. She lives in the far west of the Montreal Island.
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