2 poems by Isabel Sobral Campos
Sentience
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Opaline simulation
crossfire
a new way out of this functional opalescence
obscure in the centrifugal dotted eye
rotating image of the evermore abstracted space
sapped of figures and sound growling like a damp
dismembered figurine
seemingly burning consuming
worrisome bubbles purple and black luminous
a slow screen-image
nimbly deriving gladness
color-grille where I could not distinguish shape from sound or reflection
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Stamped ideograph
red dwarf ascending
broken pot under peerless light
the silence that was
memory informing
the trigonometric function of stains and bulks
securely drifting
the memory exists like a pulse
rippling through dark furies
fearful forget-me-nots
sustained in color increments
delightful transfusion of chemical plight
singing through the air vents
ripping through consciousness
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Plugging the airways
of our film
The sailors wore parkas
On the deck gazing starboard
and the starfish entering a dream
There “aquatic flowers” later learning
their names –
crinoids
cucumber fish
blue-purple menace
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Something of a tremor
Will you drift and sway?
mechanically
over under
undecked contraption of light?
Beams writhing through perforating punctures
of neighboring eyes
The woman I was waiting in the negative image of the cellular print
ink-block carving the nerve ends somewhat
Filmic Fungi
Iridescent rumor
in the silver screen like an imprint
of gauze and filigree
coaxing pigment filtered through looping breeze
a palpable winding seaweed
rumoring through tunneled light
coasting the eyelid
rims of dark slip
of contoured slip
of random insouciance
of screened slippage
of stalled hug
and demonized gleam
alphabetized
abandonment
of steamboat ebony
of carousing limp
I watch the film from the afar dimensions
of jigsaw soul puzzle
rusticle soul cluster
of fungal night
un-recog-niza-ble
coloring of phantom night
#
Opaline simulation
crossfire
a new way out of this functional opalescence
obscure in the centrifugal dotted eye
rotating image of the evermore abstracted space
sapped of figures and sound growling like a damp
dismembered figurine
seemingly burning consuming
worrisome bubbles purple and black luminous
a slow screen-image
nimbly deriving gladness
color-grille where I could not distinguish shape from sound or reflection
#
Stamped ideograph
red dwarf ascending
broken pot under peerless light
the silence that was
memory informing
the trigonometric function of stains and bulks
securely drifting
the memory exists like a pulse
rippling through dark furies
fearful forget-me-nots
sustained in color increments
delightful transfusion of chemical plight
singing through the air vents
ripping through consciousness
#
Plugging the airways
of our film
The sailors wore parkas
On the deck gazing starboard
and the starfish entering a dream
There “aquatic flowers” later learning
their names –
crinoids
cucumber fish
blue-purple menace
#
Something of a tremor
Will you drift and sway?
mechanically
over under
undecked contraption of light?
Beams writhing through perforating punctures
of neighboring eyes
The woman I was waiting in the negative image of the cellular print
ink-block carving the nerve ends somewhat
Filmic Fungi
Iridescent rumor
in the silver screen like an imprint
of gauze and filigree
coaxing pigment filtered through looping breeze
a palpable winding seaweed
rumoring through tunneled light
coasting the eyelid
rims of dark slip
of contoured slip
of random insouciance
of screened slippage
of stalled hug
and demonized gleam
alphabetized
abandonment
of steamboat ebony
of carousing limp
I watch the film from the afar dimensions
of jigsaw soul puzzle
rusticle soul cluster
of fungal night
un-recog-niza-ble
coloring of phantom night
