Nose - Alaíde Foppa

It's practically 

an appendage

to the face's 

serene geometry,

the only line

in a field of curves,

the subtle instrument

that connects me 

to the air.

Simple smells,

acrid ones, 

the dense scents

of jasmine, anise:

flaring, taking 

them all in.

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Alaíde Foppa (1914-1980?) Guatemala

Translated by Yvette Siegert

Source: Springhouse