Hilda Hilst Attends Her Graveside Burial Poem by Juan Arabia
Hilda Hilst Attends Her Graveside Burial
From the ashes of a cigarette
falls the moon
and the flowers will turn her head
her head of spiraling youth
as the proliferation of the species
staggers on, off-centered, formless
a poet visits her own graveside animal burial
she sits over the voices of rufescent lakes
Saturday, March 4, 2023
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Translated by Patricio Ferrari (The Brooklyn Rail)
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