Showing posts with label Arpine Konyalian Grenier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arpine Konyalian Grenier. Show all posts

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Arpine Konyalian Grenier: The Enthusiast


the deal is - poor ugly motherless Beirut suffering anonymity
washer hammer interests out there the tower - wasn't that Bab-ilu
for new nations on the moon really an immune jungle we
the connotation for - gate of god as it denotes a given
Bilbul appropriation in Turkish a nightingale's
repeat and indirectly so
Babel

at night the palms between the fire escapes and the moon
someone with marked outlines scissoring conditioning
or so I thought

the theme of man so unlikely distinct but corpse still
baring mother seed on a still point = confusion
how one questions her shawl's repeat
moment of sin lead
innocence

having devised a method of generating sunlight any time
I so thought - intent - heavy carry light carry
maps balls (informal please) the piano
sift a missed hold
lapse in air

and where does wind come from is whispered
horse forgotten to the horizontal between
suddenly and tracking

the wall between East and West Beirut is weeping more
rock for sure penitent slab of grade A industrial
shall we be sly about this??

if we were to shame them offenders
we would have clubs
no more
Aghd

I release the future's components to express intention
the future coconut lavender I assure
the colour white the number what I won't
the why gated woodwork crossing
I assure blackened don't
want to
now

Aghd is stain for
Aghaid =

to lose/find /hurt/ get hurt by the corner
at ______ where _____________ they say
backing against a one way street did not
Mama - I'm not a daughter they say
I did not see it happen Mama
don't you dream of me??

what about piety/ analysis silently esteemed
lynching of tales what about
syntax blackened
regardless --

to tell you Ataturk was Ubermensch Muslim the kind with no direct for example relative is to negate that less aggressive and non-male donned primates are now a source of clues to our ancestry with a wig and a song - gi-rl!

a delible face postcards away from the rosed in still
there's a postulate in all of us no question
the rest outside of the question I wish
just and referential so
he chuckles

his club has grown in Beirut larger than itself
whereat the talking drinking never seeped
lime sediments Mama I wish
old women's seats

instead doors
what about
he chuckles

because I don't do asphalt = coloured magnesium wishing to turn
like some such militant Jesus because we were taught
the memory of sins we did not commit because I
look Westerly for my parts switching tongues so
the pain still be-coloured for the front page
turning light turns on its darkness
in quiet women's rooms
alphabets
dialects
here

by here the sea a window's production of the nothing sky
where the close-shaved putamen of a pomegranate downs
colours a priori at because
washing down
down

have you seen by where the spider tuned its legs
down the city carnelian at tantra
the kids xed for none such
future witching
they say

male birds with fine feathers mate more often than
publicly owned blood - gender - time - off
father-brother-son seeking
minority ways carnelian
think sun
now
there

the colour gold if we were to shame them offenders
no such would be first time offender (club) timer
second timer joining as we club shamed
with a wig and a song offend
gi-rl gi-rl

the film still avoids the artless voice and viewer
the sun chars a thoroughfare in-between
the daily muscular in Italian
in French political
whereas

I think and wait until dark for a publicly owned verb and noun
meanwhile my esteem --

- do I still have it?
- if I have it will I always have it?
- if I always have it live like that -

how does one create a social reality with a wig and a song - gi-rl?

the film was developed but lost between the folds of Salonica
a pebble repeats the issues:

o Why will Mom's hair turn white when she turns 40?
o How can I reconcile with the torn page in the Bible?
o Another why issue (Ataturk generated)

wherefore the accident elisioned across
they told him it didn't happen too
the expropriation
a stitch a limp

could not

period bits from named animals hindered

a Salonica pebble to the zoo
soon to flower North
other girls my age

the posit

appropriate time
(pound) no voice
digest

- flash the same flower for every weekday
- who for?

tips lighted in formation in the ear
lunching on phonemes and how to
morphemes

come use the space around life
hair like a wife's guilt
values without

- what for??

maiden of light reminding that

a cushion bonds the walls
not to passion the road

between sense and equal
= light and dark
= first man ready for salvation

= first man as father of light-mother

you own her when you combine what you never dreamt
to observe to react to a fine tuned debtor's photograph
didan didan noble among a tub arrangement of breasts
auditors/elects after the first man's gyan carnelian
where it always hurt around the hang of we
hallways of teeth in the husk
Az created
dev

cracked

because of the confusion on mime street
another ordinary blue somehow
the first man a third
messenger's
maiden
light pebble

the mission of Beirut was implied in the crayon that divided
the mountain into fifths (we almost prevailing) the remains
pulling in the supplies console there
the illuminated cheer to cheer

- shall we renovate the church at D ______ ?

soles deeper stoking some sense of seated mania for a thinned ghost
an imagined buckle into the good will of pigment
over Aghaid pigment
a first clean stone
the gate opens

- shall we renovate?
- who for?

72 bishops
360 presbyters
teachers/scribes
elects w/no debts
sisters/virgins

auditors w/debts

that day it was not that one had to forget between the souvenirs
smelling of wild places

drag logic bleeds
the anti perhaps

surprised at what point a bent line is an arc
survivors' children seek the tenor
looking west they wear
glasses or
pounds

heavy carry light carry the attraction to long ago
prompt to the left I don't remember
how what

like a weed that grew until it became the litigant
for a bigger than life corruption
slow feeding

- did he do it?

think shawls in the house of the booking
in the frame of body
gap light

truffles
tunes

find the corpse full of pearls for enough space
setting the first omits with a song
memorize --
gi-rl

when we cloned around the food position we
standing for "did he do it out of office" or
"did he with much effort do it"
the frame did not reject
the unlettered
enthusiast's
mandibles

did what happened to the remains
pari unsoiled as if pari combing
my distraction so -
where is taste??

today is the first day you're a pay-stub mother
beaming at a new syntax
sadly cheap fanged

plow

else with life getting closer to be named
with a wig and a song - gi-rl - does it
become someone's blood
once named?

these are not ours these streets we fight in
banal for some reason and emptied star
the watch in reverse
a new syntax
prepared
-ness

out there
street signals

turnpike
lane


Copyright Arpine Konyalian Grenier. This poem has appeared in Big Bridge



Arpine Konyalian Grenier is a graduate of the American University of Beirut and the MFA Program at Bard College, New York. Her work has appeared in Columbia Poetry Review, The Iowa Review, Fence, Sulfur and HOW2. She lives in Tucson, AZ.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Arpine Konyalian Grenier: Maiden of light



sorrow -
what belongs to no one
transplanted then lost
to lamentations

such is the credo of desire
neither who nor what in the throat
possibility of throat still

how one dreams this as one forgets
the horizon disseminates
another trembling

the feeling is mutual she said
time is ripe against the habit

4:30 Where are you?
5:00 Where are you?
6:00 Where are you? I am hungry!
7:00 But where are you??

who are like clouds in what appears
ut mi ut where-to-fore Hildegard
ut deeply in Bingen sound
I retrieve of 13th Century
advent mi colour shine
shaped intrusion

the intelligent shall shine the issue
a women's disease considered secular
intruding chelating lamentations
the data

within a system that does not surface distortion
the finger of infinity points at some
end of location as event
reiterates event
as wish
locating itself

go little one I am coming she said

what couldn't/didn't align
our mothers would
otherwise lament

you tell me I don't have to leave home
how would that make me happy
it's better when you know
that you don't know

who are like clouds
do not have home

of which I scorch the lamenting
you me the data shine out there
instrument holders

I too light too small cannot lift cannot simulate/duplicate what cannot be held at Bingen so like the young man to his mother "perhaps you were too strict with me you know I was so sensitive perhaps I obeyed too much perhaps"
a cause to shine chelates

a second wind to the promise and its terror
then light losing to light to discover
where?? which??
the dream
secret

data losing the dream then lamenting
the cold without the problem
a shining secret

"shine shine the intelligent shall" says the Book of Daniel
my voice returning to me then in fire without
darkness merging an animal's additional en
sof innards neutered with data lament
causing the shine itself
a start as event
terror in parody

located

spark lesioned then whitened

secret

talk to me you ethnic question with such small a fist of terms
do you believe the words given you the desert's
order of hexes coming into tolerate
not understand?

the clerical task the rigour
to float the random
to empty
lamentations

red fire shaping in yellow the lament
fire fire then shine shaped bridge
blackened authority
these clouds

there isn't enough data to empty the desert's gibbet
she dared point at the basics still falling
falling parallel/future/ verb
nouns mattered

matter relates to such mending of death
not light nor dark clicked
botanical function
simulated as if
or

duplicated so there’s no other
disclosed as or shoved into

beware

a finger points at forced flames attracted to light
as her verbing graces the hollow

this is not the end
does that matter??
sorrow

a system of distortions accessorized
when otherwise believing as not caring
mine there for a week on its way to the desert
for years I do not know how will come to pass
me slow roasting and not well
moving through clouds
one way

though that may be neutralized
one overcomes hollow
data choke it forward and backward
to before and after the sorrow
lambed to chickened
left to right losing
the self as i
mother

about to disclose hers to undo the covering
the distorting nevertheless iterates as point
itself rusted in horizon's nest of points
we call global the globe then

a point more so to my liking

like darkness to light so lamented its expansion
which whole which part awr to awir blackened
fire from the white's white and best
sourced

and I really looking for a perfect red yellow
but that is not the rectangle 6 feet under
eroding the rush its sauce
I stall

up with a new combine one cannot invest
because it has no ratio though lots to do
you me the data

a one way watch dog a bug
down an angle streaked couplet
ether without

yet data are needed no more for shine
beyond the veil and its uncovering
a one way sentence intrudes
the heading ecce homo

the rest Delphic

a dialect mourns every so many years
the good life phrase
sorrow

lie in the mud of its repair
stop thought

at mi at mitt beyond
timed and placed by the realms of light
the additional subtracting itself

cloud
there
always there




Copyright Arpine Konyalian Grenier, 2007
This poem has appeared in the August 2007 issue otoliths, published in Australia.


Arpine Konyalian Grenier holds graduate degrees from the American University of Beirut and the Milton Avery Graduate School of the Arts, Bard College, New York. Her work has appeared in numerous journals including anthologies. She has repeatedly been chosen finalist for the National Poetry Series and the Greg Grummer Award, has authored two volumes of poetry, and a chapbook is forthcoming from NeOpp Pepper Press.