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February 24, 2005


Olivero Girondo, Argentine poet (1898-1967) was one of the new avant-garde poets of chaotic, eventful 1920s and ‘30s Argentina. I found this poem in the Argentina Reader, published in Durham/London in 2002.

To the girls from Flores

The girls from Flores, have sweet eyes, like sugar almonds from “El Molino”, and they wear silk jumpsuits that sip their rumps like fluttering butterflies.

The girls from Flores, walk together arm in arm, broadcasting their trepidation, and if anyone looks them in the eye, they press their legs together, for fear their sex will fall out on the sidewalk.

As darkness falls, they hang their innocent breasts over the iron branches of their balconies and their clothes turn purple, feeling them naked, and at night, towed by their mamas – armoured frigates- they go out and promenade on the plaza, so that the men can ejaculate words on their ears, and their phosphorescent nipples will light up and fade away like fireflies.

The girls from Flores live with the anxiety that their buttocks will go rotten, like apples that are past their prime, and their desire for men is so suffocating that they would like to be free of it, as from a corset, but they don’t have the courage to cut their bodies into pieces and toss them out to all the men who pass them on the sidewalk.

Buenos Aires, 1920


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Woningloze Jan Jacob Slauerhoff

Alleen in mijn gedichten kan ik wonen,
Nooit vond ik ergens anders onderdak;
Voor de eigen haard gevoelde ik nooit een zwak,
Een tent werd door de stormwind meegenomen.

Alleen in mijn gedichten kan ik wonen.
Zolang ik weet dat ik in wildernis,
In steppen, stad en woud dat onderkomen
Kan vinden, deert mij geen bekommernis.

Het zal lang duren, maar de tijd zal komen
Dat vóór de nacht mij de oude kracht ontbreekt
En tevergeefs om zachte woorden smeekt,

Waarmee ‘k weleer kon bouwen, en de aarde
Mij bergen moet en ik mij neerbuig naar de
Plek waar mijn graf in ‘t donker openbreekt.

Leve de democratie!

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Geplukt van, Driek van Wissen, Nederland’s Dichter des Vaderlands.

Leve de Democratie

Hoera, de stembus staat voor ons gereed!
Wij democraten kennen onze rechten
En mogen dus per referendum vechten
Tegen de bierkaai die Europa heet.

Hoera, we hebben ook een kabinet
Dat naderhand niet op de uitslag let!

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