Stephanie Hindley (stephanie_hindley@postoffice.brown.edu) is a young poet from Brown University in Rhode Island. She writes: "i am currently involved with an amazing fellow-poet, mike grinthal, in forcing poetry into public places...we do frequent outdoor open readings, hoping to expose the art, and encourage others to write and read as much as possible, in order to keep poetry alive and visible.


(from "How To Around the World!")

1. You Are During Initial Saturation



Have you had a dream

and felt realized

like you had named everyone




I don't write about.
I write to,
"the all-purpose English preposition
indicating destination...German has several equivalents
depending on
the destination":
nach is useless, since it is also means after--
you can't be after until you've been.
zu, necessarily dative, connotes a briefer and stationary visit.
in is used when you're really spending time.
in, demanding the accusative, is more effective.
in empowers the end to remain itself.
in is relegated to female nations.



A woman named Tina
sold me flowers
and explained why she hated her name,
"...no offense."
Wonder
made absolutely perishable by her,
in a brown
cashmere sweater.




If you had a dream,

did it include Providence

and "Admission after that to this is the wonder."

And then you would want to sleep with him/her/them.






I just remembered my dream.

It was a piece of paper

misunderstood

I don't recall the meaning of the footnote.




and how different my life would have been

if Adonis were a girl

named rose





3. With an aftertaste of rose



Realize the demeanor of
Rose.



"For the lips of a loose woman drip
honey,
and her speech is smoother than
oil;
but in the end she is bitter as worm-
wood,
sharp as a two-edged sword...
her ways wander, and she does
not know it."
(Proverbs, 5)



Five leafy lobes.
Lips pursed
Urn-shaped calyx,
opening at the apex of the pelvis
into a whorl of green leaves.
This calyx encloses a brightly-coloured crown.
Perishable.




I'm sick from randomness
(I am not the Buddha, nor do I pretend to be
I just admire his style.)
I want there to be a point


The point must be sharp

The point should have sheep jumping over it,

Each sheep has roses sprouting from its ear

Which smell like you.




It is as if Rose became a dream
where no water existed.








Stephanie Hindley

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