“The Pulse of the Words” by Ali Znaidi

by Jalada

September 15, 2015

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The Pulse of the Words

Symbolic words indulgent
beyond those ruby lips
which are eating themselves.

The warmth of the cadence
in each lisp orchestrates a version of the truth,

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a deep hermeneutics of indifference
glittering in the glossy lips.

The way words move themselves
almost w/ the moment of the slip of the tongue itself
creates a prosody of endless paradigmatic
shifts & disrupts.

Grammar of Carnations

Their pink petals transfer
your stagnant blood into

a fluid philosophy capable of
questioning everything.

Carnations don’t grow in the desert. But
they can grow in the void of your mind.

They can delve into the deep structure
of your psyche. Call them whatever,
but they release at least
as much energy as revelation.

Scent glides
deep in your interiors
and calls you to action

and generates all potentials
possible in your mechanisms
or even the impossible
ones.

The Reverberating Original Sin

if I know how to neglect this itch
so that the inner reverberations fade away
& dwell flawlessly under the earth’s crust
in the tar-dark underground
at the end of a day
that once was
a sum total of memories, then I should know
how to have a command on my psyche
& to cut the umbilicus
of the mundane languages for good and all.
I want to savour, even for a moment, that ethereal light,
or that blueprint of our original desires
away from the reverberating original sin

Ali Znaidi (b.1977) lives in Redeyef, Tunisia. He is the author of several chapbooks, including Experimental Ruminations (Fowlpox Press, 2012), Moon’s Cloth Embroidered with Poems (Origami Poems Project, 2012), Bye, Donna Summer! (Fowlpox Press, 2014), and Taste of the Edge (Kind of a Hurricane Press, 2014). For more details you can visit his blog at aliznaidi.blogspot.com and follow him on Twitter @AliZnaidi.