Amparo Perez Arrospide

Amparo Perez Arrospide Poems

I am what I am not,
a step beyond the infinite, which is not owned by any god or counter-image.
No step is owned
or infinite, beyond
...

“[Deckard falls, Roy catches him.]
Roy: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on
fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the
darkness at Tan Hauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time
...

The Boss came and brought his child with him
We were his babysitters for about three joyful hours,
-His youngest son, helpless, smiley, millionaire,
A wordless, fat little angel,
...

That tiny hope, a Thumbelina hope,
Those high slopes battered by autumn rains,
Those train dreams you used to commute to;
That fate of yours, foretold by fortune tellers,
...

Within a sweet, strawberry flavoured,
A firm, golden toffee awaits your taste,
Covered in elegant velvety layers,
Draped in rich dark chocolate.
...

God and the Queen of Snowland
met a long long time ago
when Snowland did not exist
when there was no King no Lords
...

7.

“The buried glaciers make sense as preserved fragments from an ice age millions of years ago. On Earth, such buried glacial ice in Antarctica preserves the record of traces of ancient organisms and past climate history.'

-Their grandchildren, you mean, those ancient organisms,
They, the impersonality of pronouns
...

Purple Line, from Swamp hall to The Rook (via City Centre) will run now and then, except on the last Friday in February, November and September.

Unusual stops by request.
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Seagulls flying inland
Land of the fairies
The Fairy Queen
...

Or their feet are too large
Or their screams are too loud
Or their truths are too tough
...

I am the wound but not the blade
I am the poison but not the antidote
I am darkness but not light
I am the bowl but not its contents
...

Stay away from rhynos, those lascivious horns
have half depleted human populations since
first introduced in eastern and western markets
for the sake of enhancing the traditional salad
...

If god I were, and not a chamber-maid
a few modifications to implement
on immortality of souls, indi-v-
isible, what a mistake, correct
...

I am what I am not how
not to be in the present
tense: slow motion,
inside the anaconda´s tracts,
...

Such is the snow
so white that it burns your hands
your burnt white hands in a shroud
a silver shawl for witches
...

The terms simultaneous equations and systems of equations refer to conditions where two or more unknown variables are related to each other through an equal number of equations. Consider the following example:

X + Y = GERONTOCRACY
2 x – y= THE MOSQUITO (see note 1 below)
...

“Suddenly we sensed that they were playing their last card, that they were cunning, ignorant and cruel like old beasts of prey and that, if we let ourselves be overcome by fear or piety, they would finally destroy us. We took out our heavy revolvers (all of a sudden there were revolvers in the dream) and joyfully killed the Gods.”
From “Ragnarok”, by Jorge Luis Borges, translated by James E. Irby.

Nothing particularly interesting about ourselves.
...

Amparo Perez Arrospide Biography

Born in Buenos Aires, from migrant Spanish parents. She has lived in many countries and currently works as a literary translator in England and co-editor of ezine Poetry Life and Times. She has published four poetry collections in Spanish, so far, and a few short-story collections. Several links allow extensive reading of some of her works in e-zines such as The Barcelona Review, Wakan, El Otro Mensual (Eon) , Especulo, Poetry Life and Times, etc. She also likes experimenting with oils, acrylic, gouache and pastels (some available through Poetry Life and Times website) . Further reading: prose and poetry in both English and Spanish with videoclips at uk.youtube/anarchyrises: 'Saga Vasco/Argentina: Entre Nostalgias y Esperanzas'. The poems published here were originally written in English. A few are translations from Spanish. Most were also posted to Poster Poems, Books blog, The Guardian, in 2008.)

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Please Pass Me The Mind Opener (On Reading Oliverio Girondo)

I am what I am not,
a step beyond the infinite, which is not owned by any god or counter-image.
No step is owned
or infinite, beyond
a verb made of flesh,
a salad and a sabbath,
a disjunction, a border encircling self
if it is to survive alone in its uniqueness
but microscopic, as rebellious as Satan
or the Last of the Mohicans:

that quantum leap from matter to conscience
step by step, up- and down-, and cross-wards...

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