今年文学与艺术诗歌：诗歌InAntigua_英文诗词

    by kerri webster

    "in antigua i am famous. i am bathed in jasmine

    and pressed with warm stones."

    -carnival cruise ad in the new yorker

    in albuquerque， on the other hand， i am infamous； children

    throw stones and the elderly whisper behind their hands.

    in juneau， i am glacial， a cool blue where anyone can bathe

    for a price. in rio i am neither exalted nor defamed； i walk

    the streets and nothing makes sense， voices garbled， something

    about electricity， something about peonies and cheap wool.

    in prague i am as fabulous as napoleon and everyone

    knows it. they give me a horse and i tell them this horse

    will be buried with me， i tell them i will call the horse either

    andromeda or murphy and all applaud wildly. in montreal

    i am paler than i am in toronto. in istanbul i trip over cracks

    in the sidewalk and no one rushes to take my elbow， to say

    miss or brew strong tea for a poultice. in sydney they talk

    about my arrival for days. i sit outside the opera house

    waiting for miracles， and when none occur in a fortnight

    it's ecuador， where the old gods include the small scythes

    of my fingernails in their rituals and i learn that anything

    can ferment， given opportunity， given terra cotta. in paris

    i'm up all night. off the gold coast， i marry a reverend

    who swears that pelicans are god's birds and numbers them

    fervently， meanwhile whistling. near bucharest i go all

    invisible， also clammy， also way more earnest than i ever was

    in memphis. for three sundays i wander skinny side streets

    saying amphora， amphora.