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The Poetry of Eliana Vanessa

Eliana Vanessa has had her poems selected for display via at St Tammany Poetry on the Streets, and she recently participated in the Jane Austen Festival.

When black magic is your first kiss

i remember the storm, calling crows,
thunder, rolling over and under,
the innocent encounter
that had us smiling, from ear to ear,

sitting near the end
of your parent’s driveway,
the way your head
rested, shamelessly, on my lap,

you, claiming you
could die there and be happy,
me, mocking you,
singing lines from Third Eye Blind,

something like:
“when i’m with you,
i feel like i could die
and that would be alright…alright.”

that night,
even the lightning
stayed far enough away,
listening when i explained

that the clouds
were never your nemesis–
the taste of your adolescent wish
lingered, like licorice, on my black lipstick,

and for better or for worse,
the sky blurred, as we lay there, senselessly,
waiting for the cab that would take us to our next destination,
or, for the sky to fall, whichever came first.

The enemy line, crossed

from ashes i rose,
treaded
through the nether fields
of love, exposed,
and from every angle,
i suffered, obtusely,
kisses were daggers,
fatherless excuses.

my body became a game,
yielding unholy blame.

i will rise again,
recapitulating,
into a passionless, godless,
untouchable wonder,
leaving empathy asunder,
destined to pulverize
any measure of kindness,
adoring only broken trophies of violence.

Venus

copper mourn
blows sweat upon the dawn
of legacy, of shrine.

blessed daydream squandering anonymity!
all confusion is the saint of your predictability!

we hold a magnifying glass
close to the reign of Ingenuity, in vain,
for what can words alone, in light play,
offer the gods of clarity–

silhouette of a kiss, approximating wish,
the notion of a titillating moment,
venerated in the smile of venus
as she waits to set the moon on fire.

 

    Eliana Vanessa is originally from Buenos Aires, Argentina and moved to New Orleans, Louisiana at a young age.  Her poems have been selected for display via a community project called St Tammany Poetry on the Streets, and she recently participated in the Jane Austen Festival (2017,2018, 2019, upcoming) as part of a panel of other selected poets.  Eliana Vanessa’s work appears in Siren’s Call, The Horrorzine, The Rye Whiskey Review, The Ramingo’s Porch, Fearless Magazine, and the anthology, Masks Still Aren’t Enough.

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2 Comments

  1. Sumal Sumal

    I like her poetry!

  2. Anonymous Anonymous

    ‘that the clouds
    were never your nemesis–
    the taste of your adolescent wish
    lingered, like licorice, on my black lipstick’
    I loved this stanza most. All three poems are beautiful. Great dear poet, Congratulations.

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