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Wild Track
New and Selected Poems
Kevin Hart
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Wild Track
New and Selected Poems
Kevin Hart
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The poems of Kevin Hart have nurtured international poetry audiences for nearly four decades. Translations of Hart's work have appeared in Chinese, French, German, Hebrew, Italian, and Vietnamese, among other languages, and bear witness to the growing interest in Hart's poetry both in the United States and abroad. This volume performs a valuable service by bringing together the best of Hart's work from seven published collections, some of them now out of print, and from his forthcoming book, Barefoot. Wild Track reveals a poet capable of articulating genuine feeling and considerable philosophical depth. This volume confirms Hart's standing as one of the most sophisticated poets writing today.
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Amerikanische PoesieNINETEEN SONGS
Today I think that love
Is simply watching her
Peeling a mandarin
(As though an entire life
Could turn on fingertips)
I have not spared my eyes
Since I became a man
And yet I little thought
That I would feel desire
For fingers sprayed with juice
Today I looked ahead
And sitting opposite
Saw her select some fruit
And quickly pierce its skin
With a fine fingernail
How little it will seem
Enclosed in memory
Sharing that mandarin
(But two entire lives
Turned on her fingertips)
Two yellow tulips in a bottle
That held red wine last night;
Small islands of fermenting green
Played samba in your sleep,
I woke up to admire the way
Your blouse fell on my clock:
I want to love you all the day
With the lightness of blossom,
I want to love you all the night
With the density of hammers
Just sometimes when she speaks
Across the table
Content with claret, ham and cheese
Her voice goes deep
And at that moment (and no other)
She could take my soul
And sometimes when she tears
A hunk of bread
And soaks it in the olive oil
She does not speak
And at that moment (and no other)
She could take my soul
I only want to lay my head upon your lap
And let my hands meet round your waist
I only want to rest and hear you talk awhile
And breathe the perfume of your words
Men simply look at you and fall in love again:
I only want the world to turn
A little faster now so they fall off the globe
And a great turtle eats them up
I only want to live forever in your kiss
And let my hands slip down your thighs
I only want your eyes and breasts to say my name
And your light hand undo my belt
I like to drench my face
In your thick hair, and lick
Where neck and shoulder meet.
There is a fine gray hair
I love, near your left lobe:
Godâs captured by a hair!
Exclaimed my patron saint
(My patron poet too)
And I know how He feels
I like to laze an hour
Just gazing in your eyes
And see my future there.
There is a small brown spot
I love, beside a lash:
An eye has captured me!
Exclaimed my patron saint
(My patron poet too)
And I know how he feels
Simply to touch her hand
And know the undertow
Of feelings without names
That pulls my mouth to hers,
To listen for the laugh
That falls between her words
And live there all the week,
A lazy animal,
To run my fingertips
So slowly down her thigh
And feel the honey thicken
Inside my newfound flesh,
To easy her heavy hair
Away from ear and shoulder
The better to kiss her neck,
And hear her saying Yes,
So that the bees will dance
So that the lion feeds
So that the truth is told
So that the ocean lives
When evening stills the birds
I listen to the trees
And think of her at home:
Whenever you fall in love
It is for the first time
At night there are few words
And I trust only those
That taste still of her lips:
Wh...