{"id":312,"date":"2007-08-22T20:08:52","date_gmt":"2007-08-22T20:08:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/nucleus-import\/?p=312"},"modified":"2007-08-22T20:08:52","modified_gmt":"2007-08-22T20:08:52","slug":"paulo-henriques-biritto","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/paulo-henriques-biritto\/","title":{"rendered":"Paulo Henriques Biritto"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"rightbox\"><img src='https:\/\/mahmag.org\/nucleus-import\/media\/2\/20070823-britto.jpg' width='142' height='94' alt='null' \/><\/div>\n<p>  <b>Genesis<\/b><br \/>\nThe world begins in the eyes,<br \/>\nspreads across the face, down the chest<br \/>\nand back, fills the abdomen,<br \/>\nassails the legs and arms, and ends<br \/>\nat the fingertips<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->the world begins with the eye<br \/>\nof a hurricane, trickles between rocks,<br \/>\nsprays with the wind, the air,<br \/>\nseeps into layers of the earth,<br \/>\nand is consumed by fire<\/p>\n<p>the world begins like an eye<br \/>\nopen, without lashes or lid,<br \/>\nonly iris and pupil, sunk<br \/>\nin a deep orbit, where it slides<br \/>\nand disappears in the blink of an eye<\/p>\n<p><b>Snake Charmer<\/b><\/p>\n<p>Between the unsuspecting lines of story,<br \/>\nan insidious idea insinuates itself,<\/p>\n<p>as if to suggest another text,<br \/>\nmore alive, radical and honest,<br \/>\nabout a slender, venomous truth<br \/>\nbeneath the thickly covered paper<br \/>\nand almost imprenetrable now-<br \/>\n\t\tFortunately, <br \/>\na final recourse remains:<br \/>\nto stop, turn back. Make common paper<br \/>\nof palimpsest.  Now continue,<br \/>\nPick up the sweet flute of literature.<\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;When asked in an interview how he saw himself among different generations of writers and schools of poetry in Brazil, Britto said, &#8216;to be honest, I&#8217;ve never fit well in any one camp.&#8217;  Like the Greek, philosopher Diogenes, Paulo Henriques Britto is very much a citizen of the world.  His poetry speaks of the particulars of Brazil but also of a lifetime committed to the world of human thought that transcends the limits of a single nation of language.\u201d  &#8211; <b>Indra Novey<\/b> from the introduction of <i>The clean shirt of it poems by Paulo henriques britto<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Genesis The world begins in the eyes, spreads across the face, down the chest and back, fills the abdomen, assails the legs and arms, and ends at the fingertips<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":546,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/312"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/546"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=312"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/312\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=312"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=312"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mahmag.org\/archive-english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=312"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}