Wednesday, November 14, 2018
"Unspoiled Fictions" by Jenny Xie
UNSPOILED FICTIONS
“when the natives see you, the tourist, they envy you, they envy your ability
to leave your own banality and boredom . . .” —Jamaica Kincaid
The ease with which a place becomes an entry:
searchlight viewfinder fantasy’s aperture
Smell of my lateral gazing
Reach of the outsider’s extravagant need
While I listened for the dialects
While I hunted down the night markets’ chewed lips
Authentic encounters executed just so
Extractions of color and details in the needed size
Beauty kept simple and numbness hot
The contracts and the rot in the air are merciful
Source of the text - Jenny Xie, Eye Level: Poems. Minneapolis: Graywolf Press, 2018, p. 5.
TJB: Instafragments. These ghazal-like lines capture surface details from a tourist’s perspective, carefully curated. Show us the spoiled ones!
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