Alexandre Nodopaka Poems

She is passing by
and with my camera in hand
I'm about to utter-
but before I can
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The tale of the man who rode in
the taxicab and the account
by Rahim, the Persian driver,
was that his client was returning
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It is all about the oral cavity


Every woman has a piece of paradise.
...

I overheard Venus de Milo
whisper,
Of what use is my beauty
if I can't hold onto you.
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bury Tiger Woods
under 6 feet of sand.
It's the wishful thinking
...

I am a connoisseur of
barefoot princesses and
judging the spread of your bill
...

I find myself inside an enclosed ghetto
fenced in by industrial chicken wire.
On the other side, traffic and liberty
circulate at will.
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When the growing in the tree
rustles the budding leaves
at the extreme tip of branches
...

Goddess Durga

Astride on her tiger
in menstrual throes
...

I no longer drink water
with my sister
or Chinnamasta
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