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    A Beauty Has Come
    A Beauty Has Come
    A Beauty Has Come
    Ebook137 pages41 minutes

    A Beauty Has Come

    By Jasmine Gibson

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    A collection of psychedelic poems inspired by Egyptian queen, Nefertiti, exploring the slippage between her image and legacy across time, place, and space.

    A Beauty Has Come takes the reader on a sonic exploration across desert plains and resonant soundscapes as Nefertiti, “The Beautiful One,” comes into being and Blackness on the page. Written from within the physical limitations of lockdown and informed by her work as a psychoanalytic student, Jasmine Gibson’s poems are a surrealist playlist drawn from the mystic and the viscerally real. Utterly rejecting the lies and logic of capitalism, this book invites the reader to look deeply into the unconscious life of this world, before shaking it off in the spirit of resistance and joy.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNightboat Books
    Release dateAug 12, 2023
    ISBN9781643622224
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      A Beauty Has Come - Jasmine Gibson

      Nefertiti, The Beautiful One Has Come

      Come into the Black

      Turn to Blue

      Leave burdened for the dawn

      Leave sore from muscles’intricate movementsdays past

      When did the tongue ever utter a sound against the

      hallow Tao?Moving with it

      the goddesses and demons that guard each movementI am in

      in reproach

      In between

      Betwixt

      Moving with vowels

      consonantsdefinitions of encephalopathy

      Grey matter as holding space for

      political struggle against biological

      determinism

      The unconscious is real:

      The embodiment of self and self within others experiential discharge. Oneiroi.

      These pleasures come twinned.

      From the slip of my nasal cavity, to the slip of the rays within a band of dust, this circlet takes the tongue.

      If you see your inner child on the road, feed them

      Within the haze, within the room, the Blackness of Darkness is staged: Whale enters Jonah, Jonah enters Bartleby. Who has time to bear the guise of a saint, when it is man that makes indecisive images.

      Marble marred by bullet holeswhere runoff time is laidThe beautiful one has

      come

      to the valleyAlteNeueAltepast misgivingsIt should be considered ill fated to

      be worshiped by banal evil

      The beautiful one has comeTo the valleyBetween two riversveiled forest

      whooshing stumblingBirl swamp

      Enter

      I

      Enter

      Historical monolith

      A Beauty Has Come

      along with the topography of deserts

      and promises of frankincense and milk

      Letarrows

      rain from

      Robbie Shakespeare’s bass guitar

      Your private life is wearing me out

      Resist document

      A Beauty Has Come

      Put di spotlight pon di devilsAnd see their luminescent wings glow under

      a neon

      moon

      Only Shallow

      I watch whole intestines spill forth

      into the Martin Luther King Booty Bounce Weekend

      the steady climb of bass lures me into auditory trance

      moving within the errors of

      the numbering of days and frustration of regime change

      we collapse as limbs exalt toward

      futurity rather towards a milquetoast gaze

      I’ve made myself twice the bastard

      seeking my own vision

      preparing for impending darkness after a few weeks of artificial light

      amid the beach, there is the shape of

      Brooklyn as Disneyland enclosed within the nights

      of wet pussy in my mouth in a basement bathroom

      to the song of someone’s life partner explaining that

      love is not a fence but a meadow

      Have you heard the echo of what happened?

      Have you fallen into the feedback loop that

      has come to be realized

      The past four years split into two

      one a meditation on the passing glances of betrayal

      and the second

      love welcoming me

      as John the Virgin holds onto me

      within this picture

      you can tell the faint stillness

      of change pushing through my veil

      as fungible as the next stand in

      for poetry

      doing

      the lord’s

      work

      at another turn of absolution at the end of the world

      death erases past trespasses

      and other orating to their god

      about how all sacrifices must be atoned for

      How High the Moon

      The ache of debris settling against teeth

      I am awake and we are all

      going to work in some way or another

      I lovelove

      I love vengeance and know the limits of said love

      there is someone on

      someone’s second cousin

      thrice removed via the management of bonds

      whether desire lies within the presented vessel

      an animated machine of desire

      a metropolis amongst multiple origin stories

      This is all dull and unimportant to internationalist politics

      It is winter

      and I am celebrating love

      I am amongst others celebrating the nation

      we stumble and shuffle upon the graves of

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