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Inesthétique
by Tarin Thomas
To My French Uncle Concerning
Existentialist Fears of the End of Sister Poetry
Existentialist Fears of the End of Sister Poetry
O, Luc (Lewk), your sister has grown up to be one lithe and
furry specimen of purring down puissance. She spouts jouissance!
and ennui... every tuesday evening in lacanian provocado
while the rest of us sit like american potatoes, like snails,
wishing we could call ourselves french fries, escargot. Le poète.
Of course, we are too chiquened to make a sound
since we do not know how such things translate —
only she seems to understand the meaning inside the meaning inside
of every word, longing for escape.
Now anti-, para-, now Sartreic-exi-aesthetic, I beg, dear friend:
cause your sister's light to shine upon us,
we sweating yuppie-water demolitionists
in need of some ontological kindness,
some wordily warmth.
O, Luc, the end of poetry tears nightmares
through the pages of our andalusian dreams.
Last night, for instance: one Alain Badiou
chicken scratching your petit chéri
onto the page as a buxom formula
mathematic aesthetic in graphite,
her infinite curves
a calculated aim into the void —
impalpable, impenetrable
as the face that is lost in the
starry emptiness of slumber.
Tarin Thomas of Oregon City, Oregon
Tarin Thomas is a native Oregonian, writer, and musician. She has written, illustrated and published three children's books, as well as contributed writing samples for the Oregon Department of Education's Certificate of Initial/Advanced Mastery in Writing assessment guidelines. She is currently involved with The Attic Writer's Workshop, a center for creative writing in Portland, Oregon. Tarin resides in an old house on top of a hill in the Portland area with her husband, Bryan Thomas, and their two turtles, Cornelius and Estoban.
