Tuesday, November 15, 2011



Ahmed Yacoubi
A Life Full of Holes
The Other
Too Late
Two Serious Ladies


“The desert is
pure space”
—Michel Tournier
Loutte d’or

this photo of djami—
miraculously survives
gets handed down to
us many years later

no simulacrum—
nothing’s left to simulate
his life has been lived
and so has arthur rimbaud

photo of djami—
tangled curls, smile
not a culture of “because”
rather one of “and then”

Ahmed Yacoubi

“we have a
colonized unconscious”
—a young Moroccan

what happened—
to ahmed the boy
in the photo living
with paul bowles?

what happened—
to djami the boy
in the photo living
with arthur rimbaud?

who knows?—
what’s happened to
all the djami’s and
yacoubi’s in the desert?

invisible boyz—
young men of the
desert who european
men fell in love with?

A Life Full of Holes

“might as well have
been invisible, like
a snake hidden
in the bushes”
—Paul Bowles
The Spider’s House

everything is—
full of holes, all of
it unbecoming itself
all of it too late

copies of “season—
in hell,” down in the
printer’s basement,
verlaine’s in prison

poet maudit—
in north africa with
his life full of holes
doing quite nicely

The Other

“this double-faciality,
this Janus-headed
—Paul Bowles

wishing on one hand—
and running away from
reality on the other,
a line of death

i felt myself—
imitating with words
and my words becoming
my lover on the page

my family str8t—
my brother & 2 sisters
how could they understand
djami and the other?


“A young boy
—Roland Barthes

rimbaud publishes—
seasons, then later
verlaine & nouveau
publish illumination

he gives up writing—
poetry for travelogue
bon vivant trader
with djami lover

he becomes other—
a trader, a gun-runner
invisible spectator
djami his guide

Too Late

is too late”
—Paul Bowles

everything’s late—
much too late, my dears
i’m unbecoming myself
changing into my other

closet doors creak—
and shriek, it’s much
too late for just about
anything else

come steel lizards—
pounce on me while
there’s still some time,
it’s getting late

Two Serious Ladies

“I felt cut-off
from what I knew”
—Jane Bowles

both were rather—
serious ladies but
they stammered
through it

not with speech and
one’s tongue, but
rather with writing

stammer that way—
like gertrude stein
did for herself and
you might get famous

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