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Redrawing the Map of the Known World
Pubblicato 21 nov 2022
Aggiornato 21 nov 2022
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Redrawing the Map of the Known World
The tower was the father I never had.
Its topmost turrets are washed by maritime hegemony.
Like a frowning profile, I know
the Moorish balconies by their protrusions.
Little is known about my youth.
I studied mathematics and navigation as the times demanded.
An extension of my index finger,
auxiliary lines set off for the shores of
an appropriated spice trade.
On the twentieth of November a shoal of names
flared up and blazed across expectation.
As we rounded the Cape of Good Hope
under the Portugese flag, the Leonids
were staining the horizon turquoise.
What’s a pension, an estate, a set of spurs,
when you can name a river in Mozambique after copper?
What are four hundred women and children burnt to ash,
when you can hoist to the yardarm
a new, more lucrative era?
©Anna Bentley 2022 for the English translation
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