Guilliean reads three of her poems; read along with the poems while you’re listening!
Over cinnamon apple tea, technicolor pictures galore, she dreamed of her lover, and so much more. I was a starving artist, oil streaked carnations, arm's reach. I danced with peasants, and ate with kings. The rustle of the quail song, Pounding against the riverbed. The opera of the nightingale, to usher in a peaceful slumber. Tributes of the birds, the bees, of emptiness and the trees, and my lover's calls. I spoke layman's words but dreamt of a space at the dais of the demagogue. I used to scrawl carelessly, painted his portrait a thousand times - or maybe just his smile. I cry out in my light sleep, I tell that girl everyday, asking why God had to have His way. One day the rain fell as thick as black oil, as dark as my work-in-progress on the soil. Asking him to stay, he faded away A kiss of fog on a sunny day. I sketched him with my hands, I sculpted the wound with my feet, I molded the lust in vanilla beats. In this rocking chair, I mumbled into the night, until the voices told me to take flight. I stopped at this door, craving to paint more, of the lover I lost long ago. Over oatmeal cookies, acrylic paint galore, I lecture on my lover, and so much more.
Quand il m'embrasse, je ne sais quoi faire. J'entends les rouges-gorges chantons, et la glace dans mon esprit se brise. Je me sens meilleur quand il est prés, et mon conte de fées est complet.
When he kisses me, I do not know what to do. I hear the robins sing, and the ice in my spirit breaks. I feel best when he is near, and my fairy tale is complete.
Déchirure dans la lumière fantastique, or Trip the Light Fantastic
Screaming into the wind / Silenced by the rush / That whips by the open window
Intrusive thoughts from the top down Grandparent, parent, child, apo Unable to unfold itself
With the snap of gods finger, the air calmed and I was left with the scars on my skin And the blood on the page.
With no explanation No response to the questions that rips Into the light fantastic.
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